"I knew 'Stardust' and loved your solo on it."She looked at me a little troubled. "Why don't your parents like to hear you play or even hear that you ...lay. Mine would love to come here and listen."I said, "I also play clarinet and played in the high school orchestra and a community group. That was okay but neither of my parents approve of jazz or blues because it's too plebeian. I enjoy the music. Remember, I'm the one driving the ugly truck. They've not been in it either."She said, "Oh, Brad,. And after picking up Mandy, she and Peggy joined us also. Mandy had no idea about the fight Keith and Holly had the night before the concert, so honestly thought nothing of Keith giving Michelle a ride home either. Since he had gotten a car, that was actually fairly normal for him to give others rides.Then Peggy spoke up with a grin. “Oh, can you all come with me on Saturday? I got my license last week, and my Uncle said my car is ready! I want you all to see it, and then Mandy and I are going. .* * * * *The sorority sisters let him have a bit of time off between his next setof choices. During that time he had his first sewing class and learnedall about how a sewing machine works, and some fabric and thread basics.He even make a pillowcase. The instructor was surprised that he chosesuch a feminine pattern for it, but now in his dorm room he had a nicepink and green stripped pillowcase. Cynthia was so glad he chosesorority colors that she forgave him when he was a bit slow with some. For the ordinary person in the street to see him and know him and fear him, but that was impossible. Not if he wished to keep doing what he needed to do for this feeling to return. And he wanted it to return. Very badly.She lay silent, her neck oddly turned. Like a broken doll, one he had no more use for. He shook his shrunken penis over her and watched two or three last drop strike her stomach. He didn’t care, really, but this time she’d died right at the peak of her climax. If she died happy.