And in an exaggerated tone, she called out, "Good night MOM."I couldn't resist responding with an equally exaggerated tone, "Goodnight SHAWN."A moment...later, I went into mom's room and closed the door behind me.Knowing that I was going to sleep there that night felt rather odd,though nowhere near so much as being in her body. But at the same time,it seemed to be just a tiny bit more spice in the thrill that theexperience was providing.Without any further hesitation, I took off the robe and. The crowd were baying for an encore- Kent looked around to Elkie, nodding to her, she smiled. Her chance to shine. Kent counted the rest of the band in, and a single spotlight shone, just on Elkie. The guitar played an arpeggio and the drum kept time as Elkie began to sing the opening bars of 'Tequila Slammer'. "I let you in, so deep inside My life held bare, no place to hide You took my love, you twisted it Now I'm a slot you just can't fit..." Her voice trembled over the lines- memories. It was at least a full minute, maybe two before she noticed me."No!" I saw her say. He looked up as she said it. His face went gray. I nodded, slowly. I mouthed the words, I loved you, to her, and walked off. She caught up with me just as I got to the corner."Mickey, you've got to listen to me. You've got to," she all but screamed. She was desperate."Yes, Rona, but not today. I have a lot on my mind. I think you can understand that. Let me be for now, okay," I said, and I crossed the street.. I feel myself swell instantly under your touch and you must feel it too. “I think he’s pleased to meet me!” you say with just a touch of humour in your tone and I couldn’t be further from laughter. You slide your fingers down towards new territory and sweep juices back up over the little fella as you gasp at the discovery of my wetness. I’m sure you smiled but I wasn’t watching. “Does he like to be tickled?” you say and “Holy fuck fuck fuck!” I think as you pull back the hood and ever so.