"Hey, where're you goin', li'l buddy?" he asked, slurring his words. He and Mike had consumed at least two pitchers of beer while waiting on their lit...le brother to lose his virginity."She's hurt!" Sean exclaimed. "Somebody's hurting her!"He tried to pull free and go rescue Béla."It's okay, li'l buddy," Pat said, holding on tight, "it's what she does. Right, Mike?"Mike nodded agreement."But she's in there alone! With all those men..." Sean cried, then suddenly stopped, realizing his brothers. It's about a hot shit disco queen at seventeen." I told her the truth and damn near the whole truth. For someone that can talk like she can, Jo Jo, Siobhan was being very quiet."The story is not very surprising. I have seen and heard hundreds of variations on the basic theme. I had was almost seventeen, entering my second year of high school, dancing every weekend at the local clubs. I had spent a summer with a touring troupe, doing a musical comedy, earning great reviews. Then, Sheila Schwartz. I love the taste of woman's juices even my own." She replied."I've never tasted another woman's juices before but I have always liked the taste of my own and have always wondered how another woman would taste. I love the taste of yours." I said again replacing my fingers deep within her."Would you like a better taste of mine?" Martha asked in that deep sultry voice of hers."Oh yes." I said.She responded by lying back on the bed and slipping her legs out from under her. My fingers never left her. ”Triss raised a brow and came up to the stage, but not onto it. Defiant just to be defiant. “Why don’t you leave?”“I have plans.” Grandma coughed a few more times, and gestured to the dresser near her. “Fetch my cigarettes.”Jack shrugged, slid open the drawer and got her cigarettes, a lighter too, and handed them to the deadly monster.She snapped them up, but her efforts to pull a cigarette from the pack took time. Arthritis maybe. Naturally, the old woman refused to ask for help, and with time.