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Chapter 8

           Ireadsomemore.ItoldthemIhadflowninwithCaptainWineheadandhadseentheGameoftheWeek.ItoldthemthatwhenIwasingoodspiritualshapeIateoffonedishandthenwasheditimmediately.Ireadsomemorepoems.Ireadpoemsuntilthewaterpitcherwasempty.ThenItoldthemthereadingwasover.TherewasabitofautographingandwewenttoapartyatPete’shouse...

           IdidmyIndiandance,myBellydanceandmyBroken-Ass-in-the-Winddance.It’shardtodrinkwhenyoudance.Andit’shardtodancewhenyoudrink.Peterknewwhathewasdoing.Hehadcouchesandchairslineduptoseparatethedancersfromthedrinkers.Eachcouldgotheirownwaywithoutbotheringtheother.

           Petewalkedup.Helookedaroundtheroomatthewomen."Whichonedoyouwant?"heasked.

           "Isitthateasy?"

           "It’sjustsouthernhospitality."

           TherewasoneIhadnoticed,olderthantheothers,withprotrudingteeth.Butherteethprotrudedperfectly-pushingthelipsoutlikeanopenpassionateflower.Iwantedmymouthonthatmouth.Sheworeashortskirtandherpantyhoserevealedgoodlegsthatkeptcrossinganduncrossingasshelaughedanddrankandtuggedatherskirtwhichwouldjustnotstaydown.Isatnexttoher."I’m-"Istartedtosay...

           "Iknowwhoyouare.Iwasatyourreading."

           "Thanks.I’dliketoeatyourpussy.I’vegottenprettygoodatit.I’lldriveyoucrazy."

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