‘What happened to reporting ‘the truth,’ Marco?’ He rolled his eyes. ‘Come on Audrey, don’t be naïve.’ Marco was a sadist if she ever ...new one, which was why he was obsessed with people’s lives, and her life. To torture it. Audrey typed furiously at her computer. She was finishing up an article about this club called ‘Lights Out,’ when a dark shadow covered her. Well, that wasn’t ironic. Looking up she saw Marco grinning at her from over his cubicle wall. ‘Hey, how you doing?’ She. "Chevy was impressed, also concerned that he had not shown the middle-aged woman the proper respect due to the mother of this Rock And Roll God. Though chicks old enough to be, in fact, Dirk's mother were rare as groupies but it was not unheard of. "Hey man, sorry!" He jerked from his bucket seat, "I'll go get her."Before Dirk had a chance to stop him Chevy was out into the mass of flesh that filled the air around the limo. Dirk cursed the short fat little Road Manager for being an idiot.For. ”“It didn’t look so simple to me. She could have kissed your cheek or shook your damn hand if she wanted to express her thanks.”“Besides, there was no slobbering and the kiss wasn’t that long.”“I counted three seconds.”“You counted? Geez! You’re obsessed about this, aren’t you?”“What about your promise to Gary and Delilah? You couldn’t wait a few minutes?”“Not if I didn’t want a dead body on my conscience.”“Like they wouldn’t have left you bleeding in the street?”“I’d rather not become like. He couldn’t stop himself. He looked at Trixy with wide nervous eyes. Trixy drew her hands together and scrunched her fists as if she were gripping something. Then she pulled her hands apart, and Peter’s shirt ripped open, the buttons flying off and clattering onto the hard wood floor. Peter leant back as Trixy took a step towards him, towering over him in her impossibly high heels. Peter’s shirt was in tatters and hung loose revealing his smooth muscular chest and tight six pack; the result.