Looking like a dancer, I lifted my bare feet high off the hot cement of the BP lot. I hustled to the store's front door, dying to feel the air conditi...ning inside. I burst through the front door and breathed in a lungful of hot air."Hey, where's the kool air?" I shouted at the young black boy behind the counter."Power drain," he said, looking up, "we had to shut down the air conditioner to keep the rest of the things running."His eyes widened and a smile creased his lips as he looked me up and. "You have a great cunt. You are made to be fucked and used as a street slut." He then lined his cock up to her cunt hole and pushed inside her. He had a big thick cock and loved seeing it stretch the women he fucked. With all nine inches in her cunt he then lifted her hips and began to fuck her fast and hard. In and out he rammed his cock. He showed no mercy and for close to an hour he fucked her hole. She moaned and came several times as the cock fucked her and she covered him with her wet. ..”“What!”Chloe again placed a finger to my lip. “Let me tell the tale without interruption, Jacques. It is a sorry story, and the quicker I get through it the less painful it will be for me, and for you.”At first Mimi’s aberrant behaviour was with alcohol. She began drinking brandy and gin, starting in the early morning until falling into a drunken slumber late at night. Then came the lewd behaviour of her bringing disreputable men back to the château, and spending the night in fornication. Several people who are in the audience will later report that they closed their eyes for this part, and not being able to see Paula’s absence could imagine that she was there. However, the next five lines have been sung, each time, by the little girl ... until now. As had been done last week, Wander Shyler’s keyboard takes the place of the missing singer’s vocals. It isn’t long before it begins to show on Paul; as much as little boys may not want it to be so, they cry too, and while no tears.