He said that this guy had done breast implants for a lot of hollywood stars, and for my birthday he wanted to buy me a boob job. I was a little stunn...d at first, but I thought about how my small breasts were always an embarassment to me, and then I started to get excited about it. I told him that it sounded great, and he said he would set up an appointment.Marco made the appointment, and we went in to the doctors office. The nurse told me to take all of my clothes off and sit on the bed and. When I got back up I gathered my jacket and shoes and took off running again, running through the dark November night, out onto a non-residential street for the first time.Hide, I thought, remembering Lee's words. I had to find a place to hide. I glanced up and down the street and saw several boarded up businesses, a weed-ridden parking lot, and a gas station. Bathroom, I thought. That would be a good place to hide. I ran in the direction of the gas station and nearly out into traffic before. I took a sip of coffee and sat down on the little bench before the piano. Just minutes ago I had been screaming at the top of my voice, with tears in my eyes. I felt the anger well up again as I thought back of that song Lindsey had played for us. “Go Your Own Way”. Right from the first line I knew it was about me. When he got to “packin up, shackin up’s all you wanna do” I felt like grabbing his guitar and smashing it in his selfish, arrogant face. But I have to stop thinking about that.. Spastically, his head began to jerk back and forth."I, I, I, I," he said with an electronic studder."Oh, shut up!" she said; pressing another button on her remote. Immediately, Michael lost all control of his mouth and voice and just laid there, looking up at the ceiling, motionless."Do you believe me, now?" she said sarcastically, standing over him; his cock still in her hand."I said you were going to fuck me, and you are."She pressed a few more buttons on her remote and Michael sat straight.