But I think I can handle it, I want to try." she said as she looked at her dad with pleading eyes.Her dad was in extacy and enjoying his long drawn bl...owjob as he listened to us talk. It was really turning him on. "Kalie, you can do what you want tonight, but don't tell mom anything ok. I'll be the one." he said between long deep breaths.She practically lept in the air and lunged at me. Her hands were all over me like she had been in captivity, just waiting for her chance to break free. He mouth. There's been a lot of lies and half-truths told about that show. Let me tell you what really happened.It was April or May, 1977. (Or it might have been 1978. I don't know. I don't keep a diary.) They were playing at some dump in Tampa, of all places. About half-an-hour into the show, some fat asshole in the back yelled, "Go fuck yourselves, faggots!" Before I tell you what happened next, let me tell you about what Suicide shows were like in the early-to-mid Seventies. Picture two leather-clad. There was a leather-bound book, he opened it and it appeared to be a diary of some sort. With two sets of entries one in English and one of some foreign, obviously alien language. Also, there were other things, a satchel made of some foreign substance that was a soft as lambskin but appeared not to have been affected by age it looked new. On the outside was some sort of Crest and a word, the word was not readable because it was not in English, or any other Earth native language. When Sean. ?I just need to bring out the cranberry sauce and we?ll be set,? said mymother dropping off her load, skipping off for the last of the grub.Dad took his seat at the head of the table and smiled over at whereAustin and I sat. ?So did you guys have a nice walk?? he asked.?Yeah,? I said. ?It was okay.? But Mr, Myers smile stayed with me. - ?Our lawyer made us change the name of this song so we wouldn?t getsued??Other than the Myers? probe into what Austin and I were up to at theBarnes House,.