The Girl in Accousitic-Aaron's story continued

   "Well, at least I wasn't off-ed in this story," mumbled Preston as he continued being questioned by the cops.

    The Police Dogs were all over the seen, helping with the clean-up.  Inch by inch each dog lapped up the creamy white filling that splurged all over the walls and victoms faces.  The decontamination process was lenghty, and both Putsy and Aaron grew tired of the dogs attention to the white filling all over their crotches.  Normally they'd have done something about it, but they were unable to as they were both hogged-tied and cuffed.  Putsy seemed unsure if he liked it.  What was worse was both Putsy and Aarons boomerangs had been confiscated.

   Peterserpent was already booked for the consipiracy of dialating everyone's eyes with his tiny cock photos.  Melly had disappeared shortly before the police arrived.

   Face to the floor, hands and feet tied behind him, he scanned the room through an annoyed look.  He felt almost humiliated that his could not finish the fight with his long-time rival.  But soon his thoughts of Putsy disappeared as his eyes centered the stage.

   Now wearing both towel and guitar, the mysterious girl that had grabbed Aarons attention was talking with the police.  Again he found himself thinking, 'Who was this woman.'  He was determined to find out.  However, he could learn nohing before the cops finally started to haul them and a few others away.

   ****

   The confining cell was cold.  The lights were out, in the cell, but the office lights where the police stood watch were on full-blast, so It served little help. As Aaron started to drift, his thoughts fell back on the Girl-Wearing-Acousitc.

   Who was she?  how did I not know her.  Did I really not know her?  How did I not do her yet?

   A loud metal clink went off throughout the cell.  Aaron bolted up, as the cell door slid to the side.  In came sheep.

   "Well, bro.  Good thing the guards appreciated babygurl's drunk pics on my phone too.  Otherwise, bail could have been expensive."

  "I thought the cell gaurd was a women?"

   "Yea, I never would have thought that way about Browneyes either.  Meh."

  ***

   Outside the police station for the first time in eight hours, finally, Aaron turned to Sheep.

   "Mate.  I need to find that girl."

   "Which girl?"

   "The one wearing just the guitar."

   "Oh, her.  right.  i got a pretty hot side shot.  Yea, you still can't see anything, but you knw enough that she's naked behind that wood on her lap."

   "Yea.  And when we find her, i'm gonna bone her."

   "Sweet.  I'll bring the phone cam."

   suddenly there was a russel in the bushes that stood infront of the station.  Out fell Preston.  Aaron went to draw is re-aquired boomerang, once confiscated by the authorities.

   "Wait," he wailed.  "I think I can help you find that chick.  I got connections."

   Aaron quickly sheathed his boomerrang to his belt.

   "You're so lucky I want to bone her."

   "Yea, well, in just about every testriffic story, someone offs me.  I'm trying not to get off-ed in this one."

   Aaron and Sheep skickered.

   "What?"  Prestoned asked.

   Aaron and Sheep were trying hard not to laugh.

   "Forget it.  what the hell were you doing here anyway?"

   "Well, don't tell anyone, but i was here to break my daddy outta jail..."

   Aaron's snicker faided as Sheep was still laughing and shaking his head.

   "Putsy's here?"  His hand went for his boomerrang?

   ***

   Sheep was thumbing through his cell pics again when he finally looked at his watch.  He slightly turned his head with out looking over his shoulder.

   "Aaron, you done?"

   "Yea."

   Sheep turned around as Aaron zipped his fly up and turned away from the window.  Aaron started walking towards him, Preston followed and they all started walking through the shadowy alley.

   "That was mean what you did to my dad," said Preston.

   "Well, you didn't have to watch."

   "What??  You told me I had to unzip you and help you aim, or you'd boomerrang my head."

   Aaron and Sheep snickered again.

   "Yea, I did say that, didn't I?"

   "Well, with all the stories I get killed in, I'm not taking any chances in this one.  I'm seeing it to the end."

   Bang...The Shot Heard 'Round the Block....