Buzz:  The Early Years

part 3

Buzz went to his first rock show when he was quite young.  Needless to say he

was stoned on beer when the first notes of the screaming electric guitar came

crashing through the loudspeakers.  For Buzz it was the beginning of a new

lifestyle that would eventually take him to the big outdoor rock show where we

last left him.  Buzz quickly fell into a rock and roll trance and soon his life

revolved around the next big rock show that came into town.  Show after show,

beer after beer and vomit after vomit, Buzz was soon indoctrinated into all the

goings on of the big rock show, from a verm viewpoint anyways, and bought all

the latest copies of the rock mags, and out of all of them ‘Spleen’ was his all

time favorite.  He couldn’t wait for the day when he could get his drivers

license.

Along with all this concert action Buzz’ hormones were starting to circulate

around his marijuana and beer soaked body.  He started noticing girls bodies,

especially their tits, an in this of course he was not alone.  Buzz’s parents had

never explained the birds and the bees to young Buzz, but it didn’t take long

for Buzz to figure out that the throbbing in his pants needed to be taken care of

by a person of the opposite sex, a “Mary-Anne with the Shaky Hands”.  For

Buzz this probably meant a person of the opposite sex that was also a bit

dubious in character.

Buzz was never sure if that was her real name or not.  It was a a small rock

show at the high school gym.  A band named after the lead guitar player and

the drummer, who were brothers.  Van Halen or something like that, Buzz

could not remember, and it was not important to him at the time, because his

root was throbbing and Lulu was moistening and the music was driving him

into a frenzy (we already know about that) and he wanted to get into Lulu,

really into her..  But where do you go at a small rock show to get laid?  Well

Buzz went to the woods, where it was dark and damp and the night was

beckoning.  Lulu was in with Buzz’ crowd too, popping pills and drinking

anything they could steal out of their parents liquor stash.  Her breath in fact

was heavy with the smell of crème d’menthe or something of that sticky nature

and Buzz was reeling from the smell as he bent down to kiss Lulu and feel her

breasts through her baggy bra.   Lulu fumbled with his pants at the same time,

and soon they were squirming around like a few guppies out of water.   How

many of us can remember those first awkward but ever so powerful hormonal

induced, drug fueled, teenaged bumblings we put ourselves through?  We can

only imagine now how Buzz and Lulu found their way back to the rock show in

the gym, leaves stuck to their skin and worn out lipstick and t-shirts tucked

into dirty fruit of the looms.