“Cowsills hunh? Sure.”“You mind working with another Solomon?”“Who?”“Rhonda? She’s got a pretty good voice, but it could use some trai...ning.”“I’ve never thought about teaching my tricks. You know I figured them out on my own?”“Yeah. You just had piano.”“Yeah.”“How’d you figure out not to strain yourself?”“I felt the straining on my voice box early on. Found out if I breathed from my diaphragm and opened things up more, the strain went away. And I sounded better and a lot louder,” Eddie. ---That day, five or six people haunted the coffee shop. I didn't see Gabriel. I grabbed my coffee and some faux artisan bagels. I picked a table in a lonely corner.Gabriel walked up before I got around to my first bite."Is this seat taken?" she asked."No, go right ahead, Gabriel."She sat down. She wore a pink halter top and jeans that cut off at the knees. The pink didn't really work for her as a color but the top showed a bit of her cleavage and I felt a little uncomfortable. I shifted in my. You think not?“I mean, I’m not used to using that other hole.”Not used to? You may not be, but I certainly haven’t ever had anything back there.“Besides, I’ve only heard of ogres having two of these,” she continues.“Tug just like every other ogre, nothing special,” the ogre says. “Good for catgirl. Good for any girl. Female ogres have two pussies.”Well this pussy only has one pussy.“That’s right, this pussy only has one of those,” she echoes.“That too is alright,” Tug says. “You still have two. BeforeI came, we switched positions several times; she rodeme, I got on top of her, and we ended up on our sides,me fucking her from behind. I filled her pussy withwhat was left of my cum.I needed to go take a whizz and Donna said no. “I wantto drink your piss, brother. Is that a problem? Uptill an hour before, I had thought piss freaks werenuts, same as mother-fuckers and sister-fuckers andass-lickers, but after a little concentrating andrelaxing, I let go a flood of steaming pee right.