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and  then booted
again and went with the flow as they flushed and felt the sweat ooze
from their skin then filled their droppers with water and let their
works set in the cup of water while they leaned back against the wall
and lit a cigarette, their movements slow, their eyes half closed,
everything inside them quiet and mellow; the air smooth, their lives
free from all concerns; their speech slower, quieter. Harry started
picking his nose. Hey man, this shit is somethin else. Gogit mah man,
you is alright. Yoe gahddamn right ah is. Yoe seen the rest now you
sees the best. The laughter and giggling was low and slow, and oooo,
so cool. Hey man, pick me a winner. Harrys right pinky was still
buried deep in his nose, his brows knit in deep concentration as he
probed, his entire being involved in the sensuous pleasure of the
search, the near orgasmic satisfaction of finding a solid substance
to be picked and pried from the drying sides with the nail, then
extracted with care from the darkness of the cavern to the caressing
blue light to be deliciously rolled between the tips of his fingers.
The sound of his voice was soothing to his ears as it reflected an
inner peace and contentment. Be cool man. Different strokes for
different folks, eh man? Marion kissed Harry on the cheek, I think
youre beautiful Hare. I like to see a man enjoy himself. There was a
little more intensity to the laughter, but still low and, ooooo, so
slow.
    Sheeit, whyent chuall leave the dude alone and letim
do his thang in peace. It got to be a drag, man, to be a booger
freak. Yeah, anytime he wants to lose ten pounds he just picks his
nose. I should tell my sister that. She makes two of me. She really
gets up tight when she sees me. Well baby, yawl just turn her on to
some smack and her butter ball ass go right down the drain and ah
mean right now. Hey man, you sure you aint finger fuckin yourself?
Hey Harry, yawl wanna borrow a finger? Sheeit, whyent chuall get
offen his muthafuckin ass? Sheeit, thats as good as pussy, right
Harry? Go git it on man, git it on!!! Harry grinned as the others
laughed and took time out to take a poke on his cigarette, then
rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his hand. I should have
you all locked up for interferin with religious freedom. Betty made
the sign of the cross at him, In the name of the father, the son and
the holy booger. Harry joined the laughter and Angel turned the radio
up a bit and they gradually started nodding and finger poppin in time
to the music. Hey Angel, any interesting customers out there? Na,
theyre all a bunch of stiffs, har, har, har. Angels head was nodding
up and down as he continued to laugh, and when he spoke the words
sputtered through his laughter, theyre all a bunch of dead beats.
Sheeit, I bet they look better than you baby. Dont say that. I think
Angel is cute. Yeah, haha, like Count Dracula. I bid you velcome.
Drink you blood before it clots. Lucy giggled for a few seconds,
shaking her head, Ah wonder what that dude would do here, hehehe, hed
be one hungry mutha. You aint shitin man. Alls he gotta do it bite
into Gogit and hed o.d. Thats a funny scene, a strung out vampire.
Harry put his arms around Marion and pulled her close to him, Be cool
baby, or I'll biteya on the chroat, and started nibbling her neck.
She giggled and squirmed and soon they both tired and just leaned
against the wall, smiling loudly. No kiddin Angel, do ya ever get
anything special in here, like some young good lookin heads? Sheeit,
this muthafuckas a ghoul man. Everyone was giggling and scratching.
Thats okay man, I  understand. Some likeim hot and some likeim
cold. Hey Gogit, watch you put into Freds stuff? Marion was giggling
and gagging on a mouthful of smoke, Hey Fred, go over to the other
side of the room. Id feel a lot safer. They were all laughing and
gig-glin an rubbing their noses between taking pot shots at Fred and
drags on their cigarettes. The smoke was becoming so thick that the
blue light