With his lust temporarily satisfied, it was time for another shower. He tried to get out of bed and found the dull ache of deep bruising made his legs...so stiff he could barely rise. With no small effort, Michael managed to make his way across the room and down the hallway. He paused in the bathroom long enough to urinate and check the condition of his rump. The redness and all the purple splotches had become one mass of black and blue.He did not work that day. His stiffness and inability to sit. It is the seduction of being a human. And the epitome of all that soundis music. Yes, the sound of music. You'll find out, when the only thingyou hear is digital clicks and scratches. Yes, our empathetic powers aremuch greater than yours, and we have other senses, but we all have tinears. After the first time I heard music, in my brand new Thanopsesbody, I knew I had to do it myself. And then I found my voice. That'swhy I'm retiring on the Earth. I haven't sung my last song.It wasn't. Then she looked into my eyes before turning to Francis and wrapping her arms around his neck, pulling the large Nigerian down to continue the deep kiss they’d been enjoying at the club. They kissed for what seemed like an eternity, their lips melded together as their tongues explored each others’ mouths.It was Sue who finally broke their kiss, pulling back to look into Francis’ dark eyes, smiling softly. “You see, Francis baby, I told you he doesn’t want to wait, look how excited he is watching. When they got back from the concert, Judy looked very flustered. She headed straight for the shower without a word. Later that night, I got the real story: When they got there, the club was packed from wall to wall with people. She said that 80% of the audience consisted of 12-to-16-year-old boys and girls. She said that the first thing that struck her when they walked in was the age group and that the lack of a female of her age made her feel out of place. For the opening artists, the her sons.