So doing the other would be highly disrespectful. Today I was kneeling with my hands on my knees, head bowed, naked, and waiting quietly. I felt this ...as the right position. He gave me three positions to choosefrom. I chose this one. Had it only been a few hours?He was the most handsome man I had ever met. He body so well toned, so remarkable, you could see his muscles in his legs and thighs. His torso was amazing, not to mention his exquisite face! He took so much pride in doing things. ***** It doesn’t happen often. Most of the time, instead of dancing to the music, I’m playing it. It’s a living, I guess. Truth be known, I love it, the noise, the smoke, the babes…all of it. I been doing it for years, but it doesn’t seem like it. It feels like yesterday that I got a call from my old friend Randy, asking me to come out and see him, and bring my bass. ‘Jimbo, how ’bout we put something together and play a little music,’ he said. ‘Who knows, we might even score a few babes along. Her year of birth was in a year when most nights were spoken of as darker than a witch’s pot in the midnight hour. She was born in the week just before the first full moon. Folks have commented about how it was right after most of the witches on the mountain were harshly evicted across the state-line to the disrespected next state. A lot of secretive snickering promised to give those shiftless city-folk in Tennessee the troubles that we didn’t want visiting us in Coon’s Hollow any longer.Misty. The man with the short neatly trimmed black hair walked around behind her. She could barely stand straight at all. He had been tearing her clothing from her body while she was unconscious, the pieces lay all around her, and she could smell strange things on her skin. Was it urine? Had these monkey men urinated on her in her sleep? Behind her now, where she couldn’t see him, Black Hair was poking at her naked skin and giggling. He seemed to ask a question of Blonde Hair, and at a single nod he.