Cindy politely thanked hermother and shoved the sipping spout between her lips. I dropped my rattleand accepted the heavy baby bottle, and spat out my...dum-dums. "Fank you,Mama," I shyly mumbled. I thrust the nipple in my mouth and instinctivelylay on my back to suckle down some sweet apple juice, clutching the pinkbunny against my body. I didn't see the quick condescending smiles Melodyand Cindy exchanged. When the episode finished and Cindy had drained her cup, she jumped toher feet. "Hurry up. She sat her rump down into the seat feeling that it would be better protected against those nasty boys who made a game of squeezing girl's bottoms right out in public. Unfortunately, the water main break on Twenty-Third Street opened up the pavement and swallowed the entire bus with a single gulp that astonished all within viewing distance.After all the ambulances and the fire trucks had left, a forlorn Amy sat on top of the fire hydrant sticking out from the First National Bank looking. ”“You’ve got something nefarious planned, don’t you.”“Nefarious? Me? Would I ever do something like that?”He chose to ignore my protests.“Do our generous hosts know about this plan of yours?” he asked, pointing towards the uninspiring group of frat brothers by the sound system.“A good magician never reveals his secrets,” I said. Maybe a bit too smugly, but Kev was asking for it.“True, but what’s that got to do with you?”I rolled my eyes.“Fine,” I said, “Since I’m telling one person - you -. No nit picking I lay there between your legs. A shakeing pile of nerves. I can still taste you coating my throat. That sweet saltiness with a hint of metal. Like sucking a penny coated in butterscotch. Its only you. Youve turned down the egg to the lowest setting. My nerves are still so raw though that even that makes me shake violently. Turning the egg off you lay my head on the couch and get up to leave the room. The cool fabric of the couch feels great on my heat soaked skin and I lay there.