”“A drummer and a philosopher? That sounds like permanent poverty!”I chuckled, “Exactly what my friend Jocelyn said! Randy wants to be an ethi...ist.”“That actually might allow him to afford a family and a chance to play drums!”“Maybe he’s the next Phil Collins,” I suggested.“Or maybe not!” Doctor Blahnik said with a laugh. “What are you going to play?”“Rock and pop covers from the 60s through current. Wait! How did you know I was playing rhythm?!”Doctor Blahnik smiled, “I was there, hiding. MOM, He mooned me!&hellip,.I hear mom and dad laugh and dad say: Did it hurt? my sister said her usual: Daaaaddy, be nice! Back to my dream girl. Sis was probably right , she (the prom queen to be girl) would never talk to me again, but I was enjoying the boner thoughts. I tossed and turned trying to go to sleep. The next day in school the Queenie ran up to me started kissing me in front of the everyone. She slammed me down, ripped my clothes off and hers too and started fucking me like a. She heard him open the bag she had brought in and take something out. “I haven’t made that ass of yours red in a while slut, though I see that it has been made quite red by someone else, and that he did a thorough job. But I want you to get the most pleasure you can achieve today, so I will give you more strokes. “Thank you Master.” “Are you already getting wet at the thought of having me inside you, slut” “Yes Master. I have missed you Master.” “Beg me to make your ass red, cunt. I want. But now you have to love me too”, she whispered before tracing the rim of his earlobe with the tip of her tongue. Kevin jerked back.“ Kara baby, all that stuff last night.. That was wrong, ok? We can’t ever do that again. It’s not even up for discussion”, he said lowly, forcing himself to walk around her. Kara didn’t move. She was hurt by his words but she didn’t want him to see. She kept her back to him as she searched her mind for words. “ Are you sure that’s what you want Kevin?”, she said.