‘Come on, let’s rock this town.’ ‘Rock it inside out,’ Ryan replied with a smile, then turned to Brody. ‘Guess that’s my cue.’ He smil...d, tugged on a lock of her hair and leaned down for a quick kiss. ‘Go get ’em, rock star.’ He watched her go and turned to Evan. ‘So, you come to all her shows?’ Evan nodded. ‘Not all, but I come when I can. It’s a little easier now that I’m at college and on my own schedule.’ ‘I heard your parents aren’t real crazy over her and the music,’ Brody said. He was. I was looking forward to her visit: new sexual pleasure, a lesbian experience while my man watched and another of my fantasies off my bucket list.Marilyn is an attractive, slim blond, perhaps a little older than us and beautifully spoken I note as we exchange a few pleasantries. If she is lesbian I muse, surely she is a ‘lipstick lesbian’ as there is nothing butchy about her.“Where can I hang my clothes?, she asks as Zac helps her off with her blouse, then her tight leather slacks leaving her. It was way beyond his league. He tried to be alert as possible and learn as much as he could. The Soldiers and Special Ops beings treated him with great courtesy, there was an atmosphere of split second readiness and a level of professionalism he had not experienced anywhere he felt more than a little out of place. Hans was in his element and it showed. He knew the teams and units and what they did, he understood every world of their conversations heavily laden with terms that meant little to. What the hell are you doing? Who are you?" I suddenly blurted out.They all turned to me. One was slightly bigger than the other ones, but they all appeared to be about three feet tall, dressed in small green suits, with little green hats."What?!" The larger one suddenly spoke with a bit of an attitude."What are you?"The larger one spoke again, "What does it look like?" His hand reached up and swatted at the little bell at the end of his pointed hat, making it chime. "We're fucking christmas.