I wanted to be on stage again, but I understood the need torecover first. There would be plenty of time for appearances later."We'd like to get you in...to the studio, though," Dad continued. "Itshouldn't be too much effort to record a few more songs, and we need toget working on them if we're going to get your album out in time." Okay," I told him. "I've got another song that I wanted to include, anda couple of other unfinished ones that I think I can get done." Good," Dad replied. "Scott will be. I got thirsty and went to this shop to buy something to drink. I was wearing tight shorts and they were exposing my ass alot. I went to the counter to pay for my drink. This tall black guy came and stood next to me. He started talking to me and i couldnt understand his language. He then placed his hand on my back and rubbed it down to my ass. He grabbed my ass and was checking me out. The shopkeeper was grinning at what he said to me. I asked him to translate it. He told me that he wasnt fluent. It put him, after only a little bit of time, simply out of it.She didn’t say anything but let him go and slip into a fairly deep sleep in just a little bit.She got up then and helped him to his feet. She realized quickly that he was that tired that he didn’t really awaken at all but only shuffled along with her guiding him.She said to herself then: “Well, Jennie, girl, go ahead and live a little. Time is passing you by with this gorgeous man.”She drew him, along with herself, into her bedroom. Aking up to the screeching sound of a rocking wooden bed as my body moved in a constant motion opposite to that of the bed’s, forward, backward, forward, backward and so on, I felt edgy yet happy, there was this tension building up through my body while lying in bed on my back, slightly regaining consciousness, I felt my penis throbbing inside a squishy wet hole and was fully erect; buried in that very tight soft wet hole which belonged to a small body, a fragile entity, this entity was warm,.