Chapter 4

“Man, this has been great. I haven’t felt this kind of energy in a while, even with my old group, though it had been fun while it lasted,” I said.

“Me, too,” he replied, staring at me a little longer than I thought was necessary.

I cleared my throat. “So is Hovis a permanent addition to this thing? We’re still just keeping it small and fun, right?”

“Oh, yeah. I just thought it would be cool to have him along, you know?”

But you didn’t ask me first. At the same time, who was I to complain?

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When we played the next Friday on the roof along with Hovis, it was dynamite. It turned into a mini-concert. Landry’s presence drew me like no one had ever done before. My attraction to him was almost too intense. I wanted him, badly.

By the end of that night, I was tired, horny, and elated, all at the same time. Hovis, Landry, and I took bows to the enthusiastic crowd and played a few encores. We even got tips, though we were playing for free.