He began thrusting into her, his only thought to get as deep into her as possible. ‘Fuck yeah,’ she moaned. ‘Don’t stop! Fuck me harder!’ He...sunk lower into the car seat, and pulled her down with him. Her hands clenched the top of the seat and she leaned over him, her tits jiggling just above his face. Her eyes were closed, as she rolled with each pleasure filled thrust. Fast but deep he rammed his rod into her, watching her breasts keep their rhythm. His palms gripped her hips as he plunged. "I sank into a sad mood when she asked. I had managed to forget his betrayal for a while, but her question had it all come flooding back. A tear rolled down my cheek."I'm pretty wrecked," I said."Aw, I know," she said, wrapping her arms around me and holding me tight.I cried softly on her shoulder for a few minutes. "I just couldn't believe Dad would leave me, leave us," I said."I know, I felt the same. I still hurt, but it's slowly getting less. Come, lie down with me." She laid down and. "True," the voice confirmed."Then the choice is clear," Gray said. "If anyone has to die to bring thisgirl life, then it should be me." You choose yourself?" the voice asked."I do," Gray said with trembling courage. "My life has been misspent sinceJoyce died. I haven't done a good job with the gift I was given. Perhaps Ican pass those gifts along and see if someone else can do a better job ofthem." I hope you're right," the voice said. "For both of your sakes."The Music swelled, and Gray. We all pitch in at my home. At least most of us. Including my children.”“How ... democratic.”“I’m an American,” Joe shrugged. “You’ve heard of Minnesota.”“From Eddie and Rachel and from your books. It’s quite amazing that two of my favorite musicians are from there. Well three, including Eddie.”“Prince and Dylan. It is quite a coincidence. Two of the most influential musical geniuses of the twentieth century. Dylan even grew up in a small town like me, although much farther north. So you’ve.