When he was at home, he was more of a couch potato, TV, fags and booze, and the language was enough to make a parson swear. Yes, he went to work; if y...u could call it work, on the QT so to speak, if the Income Support found out about his antics, they'd be down on him like a ton of bricks. How the hell Maureen Brown could allow him to touch her, or even perform sexual deeds with him was beyond her. Still, Maureen did have a name for herself in that path. Nonetheless if he was paying her, she. You know you'll NEVER be a real girl right.I'll bet you like guys now too, no, you know i don't even want to know."Oh my God are you seriously crying, I guess you really are becoming achick," he said as he laughed.I just stood there looking down, unable to hold my tears back, my handstogether in front of me holding my purse.That's when he says "And what the fuck is up with your hair, are youwearing a wig and do you have fucking tits?" He walked over to me andgrabbed my chest as i screamed out,. This was not a band to mess with. ‘No society gives a shit, If you wanna be free, you gotta take it. NO AUTHORITY!’ He shrieks his words, his throat burning white hot, passion firing from his lungs. ‘Thank you, have a great night everybody.’ Putting his guitar away, Chaos steps of stage. The room is still heaving with the punx, the whole scene is out tonight it seems, and then some. A streak of blue in the crowd catches his eye. A small girl pushes out of the mass, her hair is blue and heavily. He said to relax and that I was being out of line again and didn't even think of it being a girl he invited to dinner with us. Instantly I felt guilty. There was a long silence and then he told me it was guy and he began to tell me that the evening was to really show me what it looked like to have two guys into each other having sex and to see first hand why guys can satisfy guys better than girls. He painted a perfect picture of a guy fondling a cock and the balls and that because of his size.