We're here to celebrate our sisterhood. We're not here to pander to male chauvinist fantasies and fucking ... fucking ... stuff like pornography and t...e oppression of women. Just tell me it's all horse-shit, guys. Come on." It's not what we wanted to do," said Crystal. "We had a gig arranged at the Detroit Fall, which is normally a folk-rock club. But when we got to Detroit, we discovered that we'd been booked to play at a club called the Purple Robe instead. We didn't know what kind of place. So I hauled my naked carcass down the hall, and quietly slipped into her room. She was sleeping on top of her sheets on her back, with her legs slightly apart, and was wearing a short white baby doll style nightgown which had a filmy overlayer. Her breasts rose and fell with her deep breathing as I stood near the foot of her bed lightly stroking my penis. She wasn't wearing a panty, and I could see her neatly trimmed kitty. I saw the camisole she had worn earlier, so I decided to relieve myself. Her scream was higher pitched until it was cut off abruptly. Baker fired again and killed the beast over her body. Tony had stopped and went back. Baker realized he was after the pistol. He bent and picked it up and then began running to the plane. There were three more black furry bodies and they were gaining on him.Baker hollered, "Run more right!" He took aim on the closest and shot it. It was wounded but not running anymore. He took aim at the second one and his bullet hit it as it swiped. "I blushed about six shades of purple. "I don't look at myself that way," I said."And that's part of the attraction. You're not an arrogant, stuck-up bitch."I gave her a sheepish grin. "You're not exactly a dog, either." Yeah, right!" she scoffed. "I've always been skinny. My tits are too small for the rest of me, and I'd rather forget about my ass." I'd rather not," I grinned. She laughed, the first sign of happiness in the last hour.She finished her drink and was about to pour another. I.