After our orgasms were over, I rolled over and pulled Beth on top of me. Her long blonde hair was so silky that as I ran my fingers through it, all of...the tangles fell out.“Oh, Ken. That was so wonderful and much better than I thought it would be. Now we can make love all the time.”“Beth, we can’t risk doing that. Your dad would kill me if he found out.”“But I’m eighteen! I can have sex if I want to!”“Well, he won’t look at it that way. And neither with your mother.”“Then we’ll just have to be. He’d never anticipated this, and a foot was brought down on his chest to prevent him from moving. He wanted to scream but he couldn’t, he thought he was going to drown for a second, and the taste of the ashes, magnified by the piss, made his body involuntarily heave. “Easy there boy, I told you that anything I give you that you throw up, I’m going to make you eat again. And if you spill any piss or ashes on my carpet, I’m going to beat your ass so bad you won’t sit for a week.” A Buddhist. And we walk to my truck and talking she tells me about this place that is open dance so I take her to her car and I follow her to her house and I park my truck and off we go dancing walk in to the club and they have a live dj and she is rocking the place with old jams from the 70’s 80’s and 90’s and not playing one thing I did not know and like we dance are ass’s off she is all over me and I’m returning the favor now the dj sez one last song for my s****r her favorite and I’m thinking wow. Heels. Makeup. Pantyhose. I'm not that kind of queer," Jessie said."No. You're the kind that blows your boyfriend before a show," Joe-Joesaid."Dayton?" Dayton." Damn. I thought you guys were doing drugs like every straight rocker outthere," I said, grinning."Oh, we did the drugs, too," Joe-Joe said."We multi-task," Jessie said.You get used to a coupling easily enough. Jessie and Joe-Joe were alwaysbest friends. I knew why now. I was surprised I didn't catch on to itbefore."How did you guys hook.