She darted to him.So! That's what was up, huh? Even with this sudden insight, I feltabandoned. Ditched for a dickhead. Panicked, I crashed Sarah's lit...tlescene."Oh, hi," one of the guys near Sarah said. He had long blond hair, andthis really groomed beard and a huge Adam's apple that bobbed. And thewispiest, wimpiest voice I'd ever heard coming from someone with balls,which I assumed he had, but couldn't be too sure. "You're the bassist,right?" And you are?" I challenged him right away."Oh, my. Old man Graves probably couldn't hear a gunfight going on in his own living room, but just to be on the safe side, try to be as quiet as your can."Miranda dropped by the doctor's office but Tom still refused to see her. It stung that it was she who was once again being rejected. But, she would win him back... and then they would see.Ellen was alluring. There was no other word to describe her. Miranda had fixed her hair that afternoon and shown her how to use just a touch of makeup. Her eyes. Jeff was gone considerably longer. He said he had all kinds of arrangements to work out.The doorbell rang as we were discussing plans for dinner.What a delightless surprise. My family had come up for a big party. They had rented a room at the Brass Rail; so much for spending the night with Jeff. We wouldn't be back from dinner until late.The food was wonderful. The meal seemed endless nonetheless.The most memorable event was before we ordered. Jeff and I saw Arnault come into the room and we. Whether she would let me get my hands on the video was another matter. But for some reason, the sheer wrongness of having my little sister watch me touch myself, completely naked, in broad daylight and in her bedroom was doing something strange to me. Already I could feel an intensely pleasurable buzzing sphere of energy just behind my dangling testicles which warned of an approaching climax.I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, trying to reset the detonation sequence which had already started..