That's fine, I thought, he comes over and lets himself in for some milk and cookies, ever the growing boy, a strapping 19-year-old college athlete.But... then I walked down the hall and peered around the door. I couldn't believe my eyes. There sat Wally on my bed, a pair of my dirty white pantyhose over his head, and beating his hard, young and rather meaty, long cock, the soiled panel over his nose and mouth, his pants pulled down.I stared for a long minute, listening to him moan, his insistent. All night long whenever she came up to the dance floor to dance with a guy, we would make eye contact and flirt silently with each other. At the end of the night, she came up to the bandstand to say goodnight and I told her that I hoped we would meet again.The very next night, I arrived at the night club to set up for the evening and there she was, sitting by herself at a table near the stage! I greeted her with excitement and told her how happy I was to see her again and we spent the entire. "By Jove!" I thought, "It feels all warmAnd strange and hot to the touch."But on the book harder I continued to clutchAnd that night in the loo's privacyI opened the book, and there I did seeThe enchantments which wore through my body and mind.My eyes went all white, my sight became blindAnd I felt a soft tickling down my neck.It would not sweep away. I thought, "What the heck?"Got up from my bed and went to a mirrorAnd there did I see a sight most queerAnd scary and frightening to the eye. I. .."With a ghostly smile, David listened to Lopez recite the Miranda warning while one of the uniformed officers cuffed Hummel's wrists behind his back.Flint was sitting in front of David's desk when he returned to his body."Detective Lopez just placed Hummel under arrest." He'll be out on bail by noon tomorrow, or sooner," Flint said."Yep. Still, his arrest should lead suspicion away from him as the informant." You worry too much about the fate of that scumbag, David," Flint said."Not really..