Wohhh mmmuhh aaahhkar rahi thi.Maine halka sa use palti kya aur usake pith ko mere juban otho ka kis karne laga usake kamar tak jata to wo mere baal n...chate apne nakhun mere pith me dalti main usase jada khukhar huva aur main apne dato se use katate hute usake bra ka huk khol diya aur usake ball baher aa gaye kya mast the nippel browen colore ke the mast gore aur mothe maine use apne muuuhhh me bhar liya aur use kutte ki mafik chusane laga woh mmuuaahhh chuso aur chuso kha dalo ise woh mast ho. "Bonita giggled and said, "Let's play that one about 'Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy."The kids bantered for a while, trying to convince me the first two suggestions were what they wanted to learn. I told them I would go on the internet to get the music and lyrics. They continued practicing the scales as I left.It didn't take a lot to get sheet music downloaded. I wanted some real classics, so I found the "Wabash Cannonball" and "Hey Good Lookin'" as both would be fun lyrics. Then I thought a love. "I'm not sure," said Devon, whose voice had become softer, and a littlebit higher, "but I think when I'm near you, I change." Should I leave?" asked Mike."No," said Devon, slowly reaching up, and touching Mike's face, "Pleasedon't." As Devon touched Mike's face, he could feel his finger nailsgetting longer, and slowly he pulled his hand away. Before Mike couldreact though, Devon wrapped his arms around Mike's neck, and kissed hisfriend deeply. A tingling ran through Devon's body, and he no. "I did. I wasn't getting out of this easily.We took their car, a new-model sedan. Ratty drove, Hairy sat in the front seat glaring back at me, and Cesar and I had the back. The doors were locked; no jumping out at a stop light or even while we were driving, not unless I fumbled first with the lock—and Cesar's gun, which remained in his pocket, was still there. So, probably, was Hairy's, and even Ratty could probably spare enough attention to shoot me; in the hotel room they'd both shown me guns.