The one who was so closeto figuring out my secret I could cry. The one who chose to leave me. Fora moment, seeing her fall, my mind almost went blank.... I had been in themidst of such a torrent of emotions already that I simply didn't know howto process the event. Yet even as my brain started to shut down, a singlethought was running through my conscious, bringing with it anoverwhelming impulse. Abigail was in trouble; I needed to save her.There were many times in the past that I allowed myself. "I know." How can we stop it?" There's only one known cure. Music and sex. Lots of music. Lots of sex." You pervert. You did this to me on purpose."I grinned.Robbie held out her hand. I took it and we stood up. For a moment we grinned at each other, then hand-in-hand we raced for the stairs.Robbie sat at her computer. "Any particular genre?" Rock. Some Alice Cooper, The Doors, Iron Butterfly."Robbie shot me a look. Not my usual music, but somehow we had to drive the demons out. She used her. "She's f'n GORGEOUS !" A devioussmile formed on the lips of the other, and he said, "You've got that green Porshe to work on, I'lltake this one. I don't think it will be a big deal." But to himit WAS a big deal, it was a chance to get to know thebeautiful blond better. And although it seemed to be just a minor carburetor adjustment to lean out the fuel mixturethat was needed, he additionally loosened a wire, that would fall off a fewmiles after the Camaro left his shop. Thegorgeous girl. I woke uphalf way through the movie."You were drooling," she told me."What?" When you slept, you were drooling," she giggled. I lifted my head, sureenough her legs were wet."Sorry Nicks, I will get a towel and wipe you up." Uh-uh," she giggled. "Just lick it up."I lowered my face back to her thighs, they were spread even more, shewiggled and leaned back, spreading them much much more. I licked her softthigh, the drool, my drool had slipped down her thigh, between her legs. Ilicked lower, she.