You open the door to theshower and step with your back towards it and give me the Bath Gel.Seeing you there like that makes me start to go hard and i ...o not tryand hide my excitment from you.I rub the Gel all over my hands and start to build up a lot of lather sothat i can cover you all over with it.You reach your hands behind youand you lift up your hair a little so i dont get soap all over it. Ithen start to rub the lather all over your shoulders and back makingsure i dont miss any part of. I didn’t mind paying a ticket here and there as long as I didn’t get caught for any major stuff. Like the quarter pound bags of weed I was selling off each week. I got into the drug game last summer. I started out smoking pot just because it was sort of fun, then when I started to want the drug more and more I realized that I needed to either get a job or start selling. I figured selling would make more sense because I would be around weed more and wouldn’t ever be without it if I needed a. As I downed my pajama, I saw that my underwear had about an inch and a half blood marks. My admiration and love for my niece increased for she was a pure virgin till tonight. One night had brought love and joy to my life. I realized that since my parents slept in the other room from today onwards we would be fucking every night like a married couple.My joy was short lived for when I returned to the room Mona was crying. I kissed away her tears and asked her why she cried? She was worried about. Out of nowhere came the same six or seven notes I heard at Tuolumne Meadows, trilled and full and melodious, a fragment of song, notes cascading down. Clear and distinct from the quiet conversations around us. I turned quickly, but I couldn't see the singer. From somewhere, not even aloud, I heard what I could have sworn was Harry's laugh, and the hairs on the back of my neck rose. I shivered."Did you hear that?" I spoke as quietly as I could to Persephone."What?" The six or seven notes? The.