"She turned to me with a look I've never seen before and said, "Holyshit! I can't believe you, Kelly. You're not a man, are you? You arenothing but ... beta boi, a fem, a faggot. I'm so disgusted with youright now." She typed back to him, "I'm thinking about it and I mightgive you my address next time we chat, but I have to run now. See yousoon, lover."She told me to shut it down and I did."What else? Tell me what else you've been up to? How many other guysdo you do that with? Wait, don't. That sounded decent too.I saved everything on the laptop and controller drives, and began writing the words I had imagined as I heard the music. Typing the words as fast as I mentally heard them was going well, as I had the controller play my blues rendition of the theme and then the country. The words flowed and sounded good, but it would take some refinement and a lot of instrumentation to get it right. I was happy to get the tune out of my head though. There were a couple more that were. "Bones kept right on fucking me, not caring about the cruelty Kurt was inflicting on Grace. I felt bad for her, but these were the abuses a groupie had to suffer. I had been close to cumming, but hearing Grace's screams brought me out of it. Bones pumped a few more times into me and then he came hard inside my pussy.When Kurt finished with Grace, she was curled up on the floor. Her breasts were bruised and raw and she whimpered in pain. Kurt had a pleased look on his face. Beyond Grace, Pat. And he was right, she was the best I had ever had. Sandy seemed to be far more experienced than myself when it came to sex which was great by me.Over the last few years, we have dated other people but always seem to come back to each other. Sandy travels a good bit in her job as a pharmaceuticals rep and I have never considered what she did on the road. But I assume she has been faithful to me over the last year, which is one of the things that has been eating at me. Not only was I having sex.