Book1:TeDream-Maker

hemexpinedughingly．Theneveryoartedtalkingtogether,jokingandpguinghim,takingadvahesimplicityofhismind．

    "Doyouhavemoney?Ifyouhavemoney,I’vegotholes.”Theygiggledandughed．

    "Ihavenomoney”,heunzippedhistrousersandtinued，"butIhaveapenis!Doyouhaveone?No,youdon’t．Ifyouwanttomakelove,you．WhyshouldIgiveyoumohatmadethemughuproariously．

    "Whythebastard’sgettingclever!"Theycrowdedaroundhim,pinghisbulkyabdomen,punghisfatbellyandpyingwithhisexposedpenis．Justthen,soundsentrunniwereheardandahuskymanwithasmokingguncamerunningtowardsthem,lookingbadfiring．ItwasBig-O,theirheadpimp．

    "Scram!It’sabust!Thecopsareing!"

    Thewomenscreamedandshouted,dispersinglikeaflockofscreeg,fppinghensandweresoo