It was not allowed to carry more than 5 gallons of gas. I could probably get away with a small fine when they caught me. It could have no more than a ...ifty odd mile per hours top speed. The little yellow bird would do about 50% more than that.I got my mind back onto Randy and Brian when Wilson and I sat down to monitor the tapes. I got Randy's apartment tapes. Randy thought he was a singer for some reason. He sang along with the radio, or whatever he was using to play the songs. I listened to. Then, they are sold to whoever wants them for about $300.00."As he said that, I looked at the girls, who were just a few feet away from me. From what I could see, most were black girls. Then, one caught my eye. She had blue eyes.Turning to the King, I asked, "Could I have one?" I was thinking of a nice fuck with the blue eyed one, after the King was finished with her.The King bellowed, "Of course, of course, yes, yes. Which one?"I pointed at the blue eyed one. The King clapped his hands as he. It no longer haunted me day and night. It had just been a bad dream, a night mare. It was close to the very night a week later. I had been writing a story until around 1-30 AM when I had called it a night. After taking a shower I crawled into bed snuggling up close to my husband.I was lying in bed thinking about the story I had been working on when I drifted off to sleep. Once again I was in that same store. It was the second chapter of the same dream. Oh god I was scared, I felt the same. " Yea, well i wasn't expecting that Tim would be a fuck up, and invite a girl to join us" Josh told him." Hey, i told Tim to have you treat me like one of the guys" Amber(the girl that i meet at the bar) replied, "so if you want to talk bout sex it sure as hell wont bother me, i think that you are just to much of a pussy to talk bout your shitty sex life in front of a female!" Dude, i think she just burned you!" Stephen said.So after arguing bout etiquette for another twenty minutes i ended.