When breakfast was ready, I went down the hall to our bedroom, opened the door, and saw that Gayle was still sitting on the bed, naked, and talking on...the phone. I told her that breakfast was ready, and she should come and get it while it was hot. She simply looked at me, and told me that she would come when she was damn good and ready. Breakfast done, I waited for awhile, then shrugged and cleaned up the kitchen and put things to right. The kids had been watching cartoons, until I finally. She settled on the couch to wait until we finished the song we were playing, but the drums quickly petered out.“So you’re our new singer?” Carl asked her before the ring of his cymbal had faded away.“I don’t know, am I?” she replied evenly.“Let’s hear what you got.”“Do you want to try Stop?” I asked.Lara swallowed hard as she stood. I could tell she was nervous.“Sure.”She tested the mic and then looked at me expectantly. I launched into the riff, feeling my stomach twist. The moment of truth.A. He was also kinda cute, and I loved looking at him in his boxers as he climbed out of bed each morning. I never saw Brandon without his boxers, but I sometimes jerked myself to sleep, imagining his cock carelessly slipping through the unbuttoned fly as he pulled aside his sheets. Peering at Brandon's bare shoulders peeking out from under his covers, I would reach for my crotch. Slowly, so as not to make any noise, I would run my hand along my cock. I wanted to throw back my covers and reveal. ’ She snapped her head back to the two of us again, ‘OH! The lust he inspires! I have not seen its like….I must find out what the cause is.’ With that she slowly stood and walked gracefully towards the prone Myrnotaur, her nipples visibly stiffening beneath her outfit. Saela and I both gave piteous cries, struggling ever harder to save him from whatever this witch intended. She peeled back his cloth, marveling at the limp length of meat that lay on the floor, the weighty balls which lolled.