"You boned her in the girls' bathroom," he said in a low voice, nudging me with his elbow. "How was it?" Ummm..." I swallowed hard. "It was really, um...... great." Fuck!" He rolled his eyes. "I knew it! She's so hot, dude! You really fucked her?" Yeah," I grinned back, totally relieved that he thought Stacy was a real girl. I ignored the irony when I told him, "I fucked the shit out of her, too." Aw man," Bobby sighed. "I'd lick a dick just to taste her pussy." Oh yeah?" I must have made a funny. Well ... just fuck away to your hearts content. That’s what you are here for. So dads ... get into it and fuck your daughters good and hard. Mums make sure you get your sons to fuck you good and hard too and you brothers and sisters do likewise. Go down on each other like it is going out of fashion. And don’t let the older generation slip through the cracks either. Walter Black over there might be 60 plus but what he can do to girl with his hands and his dick is just incredible. He’ll have you. I wished I had thought to bring my soft duffel bag. Or even the plastic bag Hugo had filled with clothes the agents had left, when they recovered clothes for me to wear in the safe house. As it was I just skipped the panties and wore the jeans and tee shirt from the day before. I had the box opener, but the .38 was at Hugo's house. I could only hope the Green machine had really giving up on me.Helen gave me a warm kiss, when I exited the bathroom. While in there I had used her mouthwash to make. It was one of those moments where everything seemed right with the world. Then he handed the guitar to my lover.“You obviously play, too, because you made a guitar strap. Let me hear you.”He declined but the crazed witches pressured him to it. He struck a chord.“That’s an A-minor. When you hear that, the minstrel needs a drink. He took the offered herb and toked deeply. “Or other libations,” he coughed. “What should I play?”“Play something you wrote,” Linda said.“How do you know I write songs?”.