And for the final strike we headed to the top floor towards the art department. My room was filled wall to wall with such beautiful pictures and paintings of ultra-violence as well as the old in-out in-out (sex). xxx As I stood behind Billy holding Dims chain I thought, why not? Chapter 6
“Once a brother, once a friend”
I arrived home that night around 2am but mother and father knew better than to question me. Our old enemy in the night and school chum in the daylight hours. But it must be done. “I’m happy again”
Another slap. But it must be done. Last night for instance as we were enjoying the old in-out in-out with that young soon to be married Devotchka.
