She was convinced, without even thinking about it much, that rock music and musicians were as contradictory as could be.Mario had seized upon it and h...ad worked on several aspects. His self-proclaimed biggest challenge loomed."Ambiguous sexuality. It's all lip service." What?" On the one hand, rock'n'roll is mostly about sex, and is, or was, made primarily by, and for, teenage boys, who, judging from my own personal experience, want it a lot more than they actually get it. Most would be happy to. "I mean, he's done so much to get you ready. Do you really want to refuse him?" Oh, no. Oh, Baby! I want him to. But, I want you to love me. Oh, Baby!" she wailed."What does it feel like, hon?" I asked."Oh, baby, it feels so good. It's like this wet, warm, worm-like thing just wiggling around down there, making me all jittery and, unh! Oh, babe, I'm going to cum again. Hold me!"I held her. Once again, she tightened up, then gasped, taking three or four deep breaths, tightening, then gasping. " Since we are being honest, Andy, there have been many comments madeabout your sexual preference, and your effeminate manner." Oh no! How humiliating!" I started to cry."Angie?" Tami continued in a very straight forward manner of speaking."Would you mind showing me how you make yourself up?" Why would you want to see that, Tami?" Well, I have been curious for quite some time now. You are a really cuteguy, and I think, with the right colors, you would make a very prettygirl."My head was. It was firm, taut, and rounded in a pleasing curve that might have served as the idealized, Platonic "form" for the nubile feminine. Each globe moved, rippled, and flexed on its own, but together they enjoyed perfect symmetry of shape, and flawless concert of action.A fine, nearly transparent dusting of tiny, downy white hairs quivered across its heart-shaped surface. Confronted with this beauty, I had to respond.So I proceeded to beat it, soundly.With one swift blow, I set that perfection in.