??Yeah. It’s pretty fucking cool, huh??Damon nodded slightly, ?It is. It’s cool for on-stage use, anyway.?She screwed up her face and inquired, ?W...at’s that supposed to mean???Nothing,? he stated plainly, ?It’s just that I don’t think it would kill you to dress like a girl when you’re not on stage.?Mikey found herself frowning, ?That’s not who I am. You know that. I’ve never been into dresses and make-up and shit. Never was, never will be.?Before the conversation could’ve gone further, they. Dinner as always was delicious. I was surethat Sam would enjoy it when I brought it over to him. Of course, thinkingof him brought my mind back into focus. I cleaned up the kitchen while Momand Aunt Mel conversed at the table. Another first this evening. There'dbeen no round of gin and tonics before serving the meal. I'd been sopreoccupied that I hadn't noticed. Maybe in some ways things werereturning to normal. Aunt Melissa managed to borrow Mom's car without her getting all bent outof shape. " he grinned as he took her hand.Al was beginning to get jumpy. "Let's get out here," he said.They were both quiet on the trip to Al's place. When they arrived, Al placed a call to Art, while Bonnie unpacked. He told Art about the apparent break in at Bonnie's apartment.Art didn't seem at all surprised, nor was he optimistic about finding who had done the burglary, but he promised to have someone investigate.When Al hung up, he called Linda's parents' place, and was happy to find her there. He. "Did he ever rape you?" I asked"No, well, he tried on several times, always using the excuse that I owed him for saving me from the guy at the party, but I would always fight him off. I am a virgin, and he was my first real boyfriend." What about forcing you into other sexual favors?" "Well, I was convinced to give him blow jobs and swallow his load, at least two to three times a week, I never enjoyed it, he always forced my head to the point where I could not breath." Well now, at least you.