Sometimes it would be another boy he would bring home to fuck. Sometimes it was a girl. Sometimes it was even both. Since our bedroom was near his, I ...ould often hear the sounds of wild animalistic fucking emanating from his room. God he could have been a pornstar with the way he fucked. Once I even caught him fucking one of his many conquests. Tommy had left his door open (whether on accident or by design I'm not sure). I shouldn't have peeked. I should have just walked away but my curiosity. "I'll tell you what we're gonna do," Spike told her. "Okay, so let's sayit's magic. Those bitches over at the Opie house did this to us. That'sthe only explanation. We're going to go over there and demand that theyturn us back."I had watched Spike on the football practice field. He had a penchantfor charging into the strength of the opposition and pushing them backas far as he could. It was an admirable trait for a tackle like Spike,but his plan sounded futile and downright dangerous. Besides. "Hmm, Roy and Stacy. They'd make an interesting couple." Are you kidding?" Sherry asked."Huh?" Was there some problem between Roy and Stacy that I didn't know? I thought that Roy and Stacy got along very well--they both had wonderful singing voices and they were both in the chorus.Sherry seemed surprised. "You mean you don't know?"I gave Sherry an exasperated look. "Nobody tells me anything around here. What's wrong between Roy and Stacy?" Nothing!" Sherry said, still looking surprised that I. I have ever since I met you, and I've told you this – I've told Crystal so it's no secret. But, I know that the thing that will make you happiest and complete is to have Crystal back in our lives. I want you to know that I don't feel I 'have' to share you – I 'want' to share you with her, because she's where so much of 'our' joy comes from. Tonight, if it seems right, please bring her here, and make love to her; she'll need this kind of acceptance, forgiveness, and validation, and so will.