His head seemedto be stuck facing forward, and he couldn't move the rest of his bodyeither. He could move his eyes though, and what he could see was t...at hewas stuck on a cross beam, his arms and his legs spread out. Drat. Lookslike he might have to get someone else's help on this.With a loud clunk, the lights in wherever he was turned on, and he couldsee that the crossbeam was on a conveyer belt. Over a cracklingloudspeaker, Dick heard the words of his captor."Good mornin', Bird Boy!" the. It would only be temporary, and of course Heather was already known as one of the best guitarists anywhere. Knowing it was only temporary she reluctantly agreed to give it a try. She didn't relish touring with anyone except the girls. Studio work was one thing, but the road was a killer, or as Bob had described it, "a ball buster".A couple days later, Heather and the band got together in one of the many studios in LA to put down a few tracks and see about compatibility.After a little warm up. There was no grass in this area, only ample rough vegetation. The valley itself was enclosed by unpleasant hills, no one would come to my rescue. I ran, for that was all I could do, but I could not stop, Nadia was chasing me with her colossal wooden phallus strapped between her legs. I was a virgin, but I needn’t much imagination to figure what Nadia intended to with it. So I splashed rapidly through the mud seeking safety in the forest. Nadia quickened her pace and I felt her gaining on me. . .the bombshell! Little did I know how I would be. . . . drinking hard liquor was new to me and I engaged in it with the gusto reserved for the very foolish. It was when Ben came up to me and suggested that we go somewhere and smoke some pot. Here was what I came for and along with trying pot for the first time, I was prepared to lay down for him. The evening would be complete with the wonderful experience that pot was supposed to provide while I lay in the arms of a lover. . . right out of.