I crawled towards it and picked it up. Curiosity then got the better of me, I heard noises. I climbed up the shaft about 7 feet and poked my head. I c...uld see the blind-like cap and saw the barefeet and a dog. The feet belonged to a girl cuz of the high-pitched laughter I immediately picked up on that. I spent an hour exploring 34 apartments. From that point on I would constantly disrupt people's privacy.When I turned 12 I unlocked a whole new level to the vents. Fuckers. I was on the 13th. "OK, sissybritches, I will. See if you can find a woman who willput up with you."She went downstairs and got a suitcase. On the wayupstairs she picked up the cordless phone. As shepacked, she called one of her friends and arranged tofind a place to stay.I sat in the dark living room and waited for her toleave. As she walked by with her suitcase in her hand,she said, "Stay away from my clothes." You can count on it." Good-bye, faggot."There was only one appropriate reply. "Don't let thedoorknob. Her eyes widened as she saw me convulse in a combination of pleasure and fear as Brigitte slid her warm wet mouth over the head of my penis.Luckily Bethany stared severely for a few more seconds at Christine else she would have surely seen my befuddled expression, glaringly signalling my confused excitement at the sheer feelings of bliss emanating from Brigitte's adept mouth on my genitals.By the time she finally turned I had managed to fix a more neutral look in my face despite the forceful. “It was everything I had dreamt about, and so much more.”Saturday morning was uneventful; while I did our laundry; Lori spread her notes and plans for the next book out on the table, and started getting into the details of the next book’s outline. I made some comments about the character outlines; suggesting some background to each of the main people in the story.At rehearsal, we had the three new Cole Porter songs almost ready for public performance, one more week’s work and we could fit them.