“Peter! Come in,” he said putting on his best welcoming smile. “I think the best place for you to talk with Claire would be the front room. The ...oor is pretty soundproof.”“That’s thoughtful of you, John, but I don’t think you’d eavesdrop even if the door were open.”It surprised John, this more gentle response. Peter seemed to have lost his tension, but he did not look well. John showed him into the front room and offered coffee or tea, Peter opting for coffee.“He’s in the front room, and he. What if I fucked the neighbors? Just because.I would wait for the right moment to make up my mind, wait for a clue, know when to respond and to beat it if necessary. Yet way in the back of my mind I was toying with wanting to see what might come next and of course that was nuts, or was it? Fact, I already had this enormous penis. But what I was experiencing was so outrageously erotic, exotic, forbidden, totally awesome feeling. I liked it. I liked it when they poked my anus too. I felt I was. I burned a lot of energy last night. It was fun, but it was a lot of work compared to what I normally do now.”I got out and stretched before I moved to the driver’s seat with Lynn next to me. I started up the car and got my bearings and took off for the White Castle I knew was near.“Sweetie, why don’t you sing in a band in Boise?” Lynn asked.“Well the biggest reason is that the bars don’t pay bands very much money and the bands are pretty lazy in how they market themselves. I mean they all tell. I live in this house with two roommates: Monica and Nicole, and you're going to need to move in when you starf. We've all got jobs, and Nicole attends a nearby college, so between the three of us, we have very little time to get housecleaning and whatnot done. I work nights, Nicole works part-time on Tuesdays and Thursdays with classes the rest of the week. Monica has a full time day job. What I'm saying is that there will always be someone here at home, in case you were thinking of..." her.