All except the girl that was having the party. She told us her dad let her see his any time she wanted when her mother wasn't there, as long as she n...ver told her mother.That got us all asking lots of questions and she described what it looked like but said she wasn't allowed to touch it. She even told us about how her dad would rub it in front of her and it would get big and then white stuff would squirt out. Now that got us interested, we hadn't ever seen anything like that.I guess we had. He began to play a little more aggressively. He was a good musician and the decision to leave the band tore him up inside. Right after he left the band replaced him and they quickly secured a record deal. He knew it wasn’t fair and that he had bought them together. His music got louder and angrier.“You know you are going to wake up the landlords.”Matt stopped playing and looked up. Sora stood over him with worry in her eyes. She had put on a silk robe but left it open. Her naked form stood out. I think we got us a game player." He rubbed his forehead, the lingering essence of the headache right behind his eyes. "It's not just the fantasy, or the hunt, or even the kill that gets these guys. It's proving they're smarter than whoever works the case. And the bigger the name in charge, the more the killer has to prove. Psychos like these are much worse than your run of the mill serial killer." Ah, but," she lifted a finger in the air to make a point, "he hasn't reached serial killer status. Shit. I break the kiss, panting for air. “We shouldn’t be,” I start to speak but Damon quickly interrupts me. He picks me up and supports me by holding my ass, my legs automatically wrapping around his waist. His lips find mine and he starts kissing me passionately. His lips don’t leave mine until he tosses me playfully into his bed. It doesn’t take long for him to be on top of me. My fingers trace his every muscle. With each touch of my finger that muscle flexes and a shiver runs through his.