I kept going, pumping harder and deeper, after a few moments I watched her mouth open like a silent scream and her eyes stared through me. Rita’s wh...le body stiffened, then everything about her went limp apart from her tight muscles still gripping my shaft. Half a minute later, I was spilling my second load into her. I lay on her sweat-soaked body in a trance. Her kisses smothered my lips. The next thing I remember was Rita was shaking me gently, “Kevin, you have got to go to your own bed now.”. The song the record company was interested in was something I had written some time back called 'Your Eyes'. I had written it for acoustic guitar. The artist they wanted to record it was a young folk singer named Cheryl Conroy. She was a 23-year-old who had a regional hit on the east coast. She was popular in the New York metro area but had yet to really make it big. Of course I gave my approval. The song they were interested in went like this: Your EyesAll that we have been through,All the. .. Do you love him?" Yes, I do. I don't know why, he lied to me. I can't believe he's lied to me this whole time, why, why would he do that. I was never after his money, I didn't even really like him when I first met him, oh sure there was the attraction but he was different." Then get him to explain, he helped out a lot when you were in the hospital, when we couldn't be there he was, he kept everyone well informed on your progress, even bought that ring for you so that the nurses didn't think. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Vaughn step out of the manager'soffice to watch this scene play out. "I'm uhh it's still very new form-" I love your haircut!" Madison interrupted."Thanks. Yeah, I like it too." I smiled and heard Vaughn sigh. I lookedat him."I'm glad you're back, Morris. Get in my office." He gave a curt nod tothe rest of the staff as I followed him into his office. He towered overme now."Jon's been picking up a lot of your shifts," he said as he closed thedoor. "Not that.