. it doesn't read 'That's just weird, David.' No ... no ... no. No comma.)Everybody started laughing spontaneously.Except me. I had fucked up again. T...is 'returning' is dangerous. Suddenly, my stomach tied itself in knots ... I felt ... loose ... my asshole clenched. I slipped the guitar in its plush case and stood ... one might say I waddled down the hall and to the bathroom ... Waddled is too slow but my guts wouldn't have withstood a run ... or even a 'trot.'To myself ... but aloud ... I. He also had to take a mandatory rest period. He had been a nice chat partner and had several non-trivial discussions with her on private channels. She was thrilled with an invitation that she had not expected and figured it was a public place, so what could it hurt?He turned out to be quite a bit older with a bit of a paunch that came from sitting all day, but good looking and polite. She saw a well-worn wedding ring too. It was fun putting a face with a voice and she hoped they could do it. Like most gifted c***dren, my brain borders between the genius and the crazy, and when I play I am lost, as if making love to this huge polished wooden monster, its feminine shape, balanced with the bow in my fingers, like the cock of a man being stoked, as my firm grip, and the caressing of the strings, can be likened to a cock caressing inside my immature fanny.I think about it as I play, I am unashamedly fucking in front of these people, like an unadulterated l****a, beautiful, serene, each. " Who?" I asked."Betty and Naomi." Cool," I said. "Invite them to swim." Father will probably match them," said Eva."Whatever," both Helena said simultaneously, and we all laughed."Last one in's a rotten egg," Eva challenged with a giggle, darting away."Hey," I said. "No fair."Helena laughed as we ran after our lover. "Sucks to be a rotten egg," she said. I laughed too.The huge pool, luxurious, with Neptune as a merman depicted in tile at the bottom and blue/green water nymph statues decorating.