Weather modification experiments. Weapons tests. Some secret submarine base at the South Pole. Big machines tunneling under the earth. Something alive...living below the crust. Almost as many reasons for the Hum as there are people who hear it.”“Is it bullshit?”“I dunno. The people who call in, on the radio show, they sure seem to believe it. And it doesn’t ruin everyone’s life. Some people who hear it, they fall in love with it. Some of them say it’s like music. Like beautiful music. The music. But me and Nessa, we worked together on that one.” “Nessa? She’s the tall girl with the short hair, isn’t she?” “Once she shaved it all off. Tongue on scalp, slit sliding on stubble, it’s fucking magic! I fucking love her. And we’ve made love more often than rabbits in the spring. But we both had the hots for Harriet. You know her? A femme from the Cat’s Cradle who used to live with Sylvia?” “I know Sylvia. She’s as butch as a motor mechanic can be. But Harriet…? No, it doesn’t ring a bell.”. I approached her gathering my courage as I removed my coat to offer to her. She turned as I drew near and I froze enraptured by her beauty.No words came to my lips and I could barely breathe. It was as if the vision of her had taken all other thoughts except to just look at her."Is that for me?" She asked and I only nodded mutely.Her smile was like pure magic and I felt my heart skip."Thank you." She said accepting the coat as I moved to put it on her, wondering how I was able to move from. A lot of girls wouldn't have done that; they would have gone with their man, especially when John was meeting her needs in a good kind of way."I found all his talk about a joint spanking of the beautiful Alice's bottom kind of arousing and I could feel myself getting hard."If you keep placing these images in my mind of us spanking Alice, young lady," I told her, "There may not be a spanking, but you are liable to find yourself on your back and my hard penis in your pussy" Promises! Promises!.