..there were folds downthere. Next his hands went up his shirt...the small mounds had grownlarger. Fuck. Oh Fuck. He felt sick to his stomach."Miss ar... you okay?" There was a knocking on the door."Sorry...I really had to go," he said, still not recognizing his ownvoice.'Hell no I'm not okay,' Mitch thought. I need a fucking ambulance. A teamof doctors. A fucking magician. But here he was in this strange city.Only knowing one person. Then his brain began to work on a certainpuzzle. A girls. She’d change into other duds she’d put in a clothing bag during intermission. Dave paced back and forth trying to burn off some nervous energy.About six thirty, Robby Nixx, the band leader dropped off a large bag of clothing at the suite. Ashley looked very happy with what he’d procured.Ash went up to Dave and said, “All right, strip. Keep your undies on.”Dave did as instructed right down to his black briefs. Ashley handed him new blue jeans that had to have been washed five hundred times and. It hasn't gotten above zero (Fahrenheit) all day. And besides, you were sitting in that warm truck cab while I was sitting out in the cold on that snow blower." Wimped out, like I said," Dave grinned.Arlene stuck her tongue out at him.Nat, Nicki, and Whitney looked at each other, not quite sure whether Arlene and Dave were kidding or not, but chuckling when everyone else did, anyway.The meal over, Dave and Frank adjourned to the living room to talk while Jeff sat drinking a cup of coffee and. Ravenously hungry and nude, I was heating oil and chopping ginger to make us some fried rice while I made a series of bizarre faces attempting to work the stiffness out of my sore lower jaw. Emily was in the bathroom dabbing gingerly at her asshole with a damp washcloth."So I'm gonna be going to Nantahack for the next couple weeks," she called from the bathroom."You mentioned that," I replied. "That's that island where your family has the house, right?" Yeah. It's a very special place. I had.