...................... Where,s Sally, have,nt seen her since last night I asked Cathy, she,s been outside around the front of the Cottage,...apparently she,s a budding artist and has been putting the finishing touches to a landscape she started sometime ago, just as we were talking about her ,she arrived into the room,anyone for sex she asked, well we had better decide what we wre going to do, After a long discussion it was a agreed that July would be 1st prize, in a little game. He pulls my chair out for me and I sit down obediently. We talk and flirt and my dream ends with us in bed and he is doing all kinds of hot, sexy, erotic things to me," she said."I see. Well, Donna, before your appointment today I reviewed your file and read what your last psychiatrist wrote in his notes as well. We have tried a number of things to try to help you with these dreams, haven't we?"We discussed possible meanings, we looked at your past relationships with your parents as well as. " Okay, so where do we meet you?" Mike asked."After a quick shower, I'm going by to pick up Mosby. From there it's the Pizza and Pasta pit for takeout. Then we will be headed for the Cop Out Club." Okay, now I'm curious. Why the Cop Out. You were just there. You don't go there very often." I haven't been there much since the Hazelwood affair for sure. Now I want to see, if and when Blevins and Anya show up again." Not to mention ask around about the Russian crackdown?" he guessed."I little of. Jonothon watches in the mirror. Slowly, a long, semi-transparent tube erects from the brain bug’s puckered bumhole-like mouth with a gentle, wet skwidging. It erects above his rectum. A huge spike bends down from the front. The pipe has a thick, meaty stink. Droplets of thick, stinking slime drip from it, onto his purt bottom cheeks, trickling down the crack and making it smelly. Jonothon watches the spike, mesmerised by it. His breathing becomes very fast. Suddenly, the brain bug slams the.