The Musician... see you among the stars

One of the Mafia type groupies, Mikie, who hung out with Rocky and his Friends, and who came with us to Freeport in the Bahamas with the group, is still a good friend and is very much in touch with me. We had, from the very beginning become good friends. He introduced me to his wonderful mother who lived in Queens. Her name is Jenny. She is a sweet and very intelligent woman whose husband was in jail, for what I never knew. Mikie´s mother treated me like gold, and I considered her just as if she was my own mother. That is how instantly close I became to her. Just like the instantaneous closeness I quickly achieved with Joey the bass player´s mother. However, Mikie is a very extremely crazy bastard. We have a lot of laughs together and it eventually became much fun to be with him. He drove a Corvette that is extremely quick and speedy fast. One night, we pulled into a gas station to fill up the tank. As soon as the attendant pulled the gas nozzle out of the tank, Mikie quickly sped off. The Corvette is so fast that it took the attendant by surprise. By the time the attendant thought about recording the license plate number we were far-gone. The first time Mikie did this with me it took me by sudden surprise. I told Mikie never to do that again when I´m in the car. I didn´t want to have any trouble or get arrested for nothing or something stupid. Mikie assured me that he would not and he kept his promise from then on. Otherwise, I certainly wouldn´t hang out with him any longer, but I like him immensely. Mikie and I would go out almost every night to the city to visit clubs or to hang out with the other would be Mafia guys. After the evening is over, we would sleep at his mother´s house in Queens.

One night, Mikie and I were heading into Manhattan. We had just entered the Manhattan Bridge. Suddenly, all the lights in Manhattan went out. A total blackout! Traffic on the bridge immediately came to a standstill. The wait got so long that Mikie took out his chessboard and we played chess for about an hour under the cars illumination in the middle of the Manhattan Bridge.

The Manhattan skyline had disappeared into the darkness. Finally the traffic began to suddenly move slowly, and we eventually entered the streets of Manhattan. It is a robbers dream! The police went into frenzy. We drove everywhere through the streets of darkness. It is pure chaos. We roamed through Manhattan all night long until the sunset. I´ll never forget the date, November 9th, 1965.

Mikie and his mother had to go visit the FBI for something relating to his father, and I went along with them, and waited in the main entrance lobby. While I was waiting in the lobby, I saw a beautiful girl working behind the candy counter. She looked to be sixteen years old and had a tight little petite body. She had the body type that I love. The girl kept on looking toward me over and over with a small smile. She is young and I am very apprehensive to make a move. I could not keep my eyes off her little tight body and she just continued to smile at me. I was trying to think of a way to handle this situation. Then Mikie and his mother returned to the lobby to leave. As we all were going to walk out the door, I asked Mikie´s mother if she would do me a favor and slip this girl my telephone number. Mikie´s mother said no problem. I wrote down my number on a slip of paper. Mikie´s mother walked over to the girl and gave it to her.

That night, I returned home to Brooklyn hoping that this girl would call me, which she did. I began talking to her on the phone, and she began moving the conversation toward very sexy and provocative statements. She made me very horny. I asked her how many guys she had sex with. She told me that she had attended orgies, and described them in detail. I asked her if she ever gave a blow job, and she told me that she did try it. The conversation went on like this for about two hours. I then asked her if she would skip work, and come to my house in Brooklyn tomorrow instead. She told me that she had dropped out of school, and that her mother demanded that she work if she wasn´t going to attend school. She told me that she had got the job at the candy counter in the FBI building. I asked her again if she would come to my house. I told her that instead of going to work, take the BMT N train to the 86th Street stop in Brooklyn. It´s one stop before Coney Island. When you come up to the street level you will see a pay phone. Then you can call me from there. I just live around the block. She told me that she might get in trouble with her family. I told her to call in sick and no one will ever know.

My mother is still working as a seamstress, and my sister Maria worked on Wall Street. They both leave to work early in the morning at 7:00am. My brother and two sisters are now married. I have the entire house to myself until 5:00pm. I didn´t expect the girl to do what I had said, but you never know. Anyway, the telephone rang in the morning, and it is the girl. She said, Guess where I am? I asked her, Are you at the train station up the block? She said yes. I got very horny right away. I told her to walk down 7th Street, and that I will come out to meet you. She said OK. I only had one problem. It is Zitsey Rose, my mother´s friend who lived across the street. She is the spy of the block. All this woman did was sit at her window and look out with the blinds slightly open and spy on everybody. If she saw something then she would tell everyone on the block especially my mother. Then my mother will yell and scream at me. I had to try to sneak this girl into my house without Zitsey Rose seeing us.

I got very excited and rushed upstairs from my basement apartment and ran to the front door. I opened the door and looked up the block and there she was. Oh man, she looks very hot. Then I looked closely and wow, she is wearing a short black mini-skirt and black net-tights. I watched in lust, and then she spotted me. I told her to hurry and I got her inside my house. I said hello to her and asked her to sit down on the couch in the living room, which is the first room when you enter the door. I then proceeded to sit down next to her and she leaned into me very close. I then put my arms around her as I looked at her sexy legs sticking out of her black mini-skirt. Wow! Since she had said nothing about my advances yet, I tried to kiss her and succeeded. She kissed me with her mouth closed, and I told her to kiss me with her tongue. She then put her tong in my mouth and I tried to feel her tits. She quickly grabbed my hand and said, Fresh. I laughed and got up and put on the TV. I said let´s get comfortable and sit on the floor in front of the T.V. I ran upstairs to the bedroom to get some pillows and quickly rushed downstairs. We both sat on the floor in front of the T.V. and then I lay down with her and put two pillows behind our heads. We were lying there talking side by side, and then I proceeded to get on top of her. She kept her legs tightly closed. I continued to make-out with her. She is very willing. I grabbed and fondled her breasts. I tried to force her legs apart with my legs, and once I did I asked her, Do you feel my cock? She is looking up in a daze type of look. She nodded, Yes. She is happy and I can tell that she likes it. Then with her legs open and my hard cock pressing against her, I put my hand under her shirt and fondle her bra. Then I proceeded to pull up her shirt and her bra to expose her tits. She had nice nipples and I began to suck on them. She still said nothing. After awhile, I got off of her to give her a break and I lay next to her quietly. She began to feel more comfortable. Then we began talking and laughing about what is on the TV at the time. Suddenly, she grabbed my cock and began squeezing it over and over. This girl is driving me nuts.

She told me that she is thirsty. We both got up off the floor and went into the kitchen to get some water. Then we returned back into the living room. While she is standing next to me I took her hand and made her feel my cock again standing up. She held on to my cock strongly. I said, That´s nice and big? She replied Yea. Then I began rubbing her cute little tight ass while she is holding my cock tightly. Then I asked her to come down into the basement. I told her that it is much nicer down there. The basement is where I lived when I am in Brooklyn. It separates me from my mother and sister. I had a bed and my stereo as well as a complete small kitchen. When we arrived to the basement she loved it. She liked my bed and laid down on it. She replied, It is so much nicer down here. I lay down next to her and turned on the TV. We were watching the TV and she said to me, Aren´t you going to fuck me? She caught me by surprise. I turned her onto her stomach, and began putting my hands all over her ass and her black mini skirt. Then I tried to undress her, but I couldn´t locate the beginning of the top of her underwear. Therefore, I told her to go into the bathroom and remove all her under clothes and return with only her black mini-dress and top. She got off the bed and quickly went into the bathroom. While she is in the bathroom I removed all my clothes. This girl is making me very hot. What a beautiful babe she is. After a few moments, she came out with her top on and her black mini skirt. Her sweet little tits began bouncing under her top as she walked toward the bed. I asked her if there was anything on under her black mini-skirt and she replied, Only what you want! I told her that I had no clothes on and asked her to get under the covers with me and she did. She then cuddled next to me and slid her knee up onto my cock. My cock is stiff. Then I turned her around and took my hard cock and shoved it onto crack in her ass. I rubbed it and shoved it into her ass over and over again. Then I slid my cock between her legs and began to pump her. After a short while, I turned her around and put her hand on my cock. She pulled the covers away to take a look at my hard thing that she was holding. I asked her if she liked it and she replied that I had a nice looking cock. I asked her to kiss it. She stood silently for a moment and then she kissed it. I told her to put it in her mouth and she did it. Suddenly, the telephone rang.

I picked up the telephone and it was my sister Marie who always called me everyday when I am home in Brooklyn to chat. I began chatting with my sister and the girl was rubbing her tong all over my cock. I was trying to hang up the phone with my sister without it looking like I had someone at the house. It was hard to end the conversation. Finally I did. I threw the girl back on the bed and took my hard cock and shoved it into her pussy as the girl moaned loud. Then I fucked the shit out of her.

We had lunch and did it again. However, I needed to get the girl out of my house by 4:30pm before my mother returned home. If my mother caught us here it would be terrible. My mother is a bitch. She´s a maniac. She would start screaming loud to scare the shit out of the girl. The girl would never come back. I walked the girl to the train station and saw her off. Before she left on the train, she asked me if I liked her shirt buttoned to the top or with a few buttons open, exposing her bra. I told her to return home with it buttoned to the top, and when she returned to me tomorrow, to have it open. She said, OK, anything you want I will give you. I kissed her goodbye and could not wait for her to return the next morning.

The girl came to my house everyday thereafter. This went on for a couple of weeks until she called me and told me that she is pregnant. I knew that she was lying, because she wanted me to marry her, but I wouldn´t. I got angry with her tactics and told her to never call me again. Then she admitted that she wasn´t pregnant. I reiterated to her to never to call me again and I hung up on her. I waited to see if she would call me again, but she didn´t. She spoiled the show. I just had to get rid of her. I never saw the girl again. After a short time later, I wished that I handled it a different way, because I missed playing with her. The hot thought of her will live with me forever.

I had heard that Alex returned to the Shaded Flower, and that they were focusing on playing wedding gigs. The record label that Alex pursued was indeed full of shit and they took him nowhere. I was very happy to learn that they returned as a group once again, and that they are making some money with their music. Then I heard from Aldo, the drummer from the Van-Dells. He told me that Joey the bass player had served his two years in the Army and should be returning home soon. Aldo also told me that he and Jane got married, and that he is working for his father who opened a new restaurant in the city. Aldo told me to come by to visit him sometime. I told him that I would. It was great hearing from Aldo again. I went to Joey˜s mother´s house. I had missed her very much and spent two hours talking with her. Joey´s mother and father were very happy that their son survived Vietnam. We all are happy about his return. I returned home and put the new Beatles White Album on and enjoyed the strings that were on much of the songs. I then put on the Bee Gees album and I am also became quite touched by the string arrangements in their songs. Strings were now making its way into pop rock music. As I was listening I was thinking of how wonderful it would be to have a rock group with strings. I thought about it often. There are no pick-up microphones for violins. I don´t think that guitar pickups would work, but it would be great to have a rock band with live strings. Miking the strings would not work. Wow, it would be something if it could be worked out somehow. I thought about this over and over as I listened to music.

My brother Tom lives in Garden City, Long Island I think I´ll take a ride out there to see him. His family consists of Ruby his wife and two sons Thomas and Charles, and two daughters Ann Marie and Denise. I´ll make a surprise visit. When I arrived my brother was happy and surprised to see me as well as the whole family who had other friends over. They asked me to play a couple of songs for them and I did. Their son Thomas had a guitar and I played, The Verrazano Bridge and Music In The Sky, and they loved it. I also continued playing some standards that they all loved. I stayed most of the night having coffee and cake and then I returned home to Brooklyn. It was great to see my nephews and nieces again.

The following day, I decided to visit Aldo´s new house. Aldo lived in a high-class section of South Orange, New Jersey. I arranged a time to meet with them. Aldo gave me directions to his house. It is difficult driving around looking for a particular place in New Jersey. The roads are very weird, and the signs are not clearly written. It is very easy to get lost. However, I finally found it. As I pulled up to Aldo house, I had noticed that the house is a mansion. It is definitely high class. I hung out with Aldo and Jane and they were very hospitable. We talked for hours, and I told them about my continued life in music. At the end of the evening, Aldo said that he would call me once and awhile to get together for a musical jam. He also said that he wanted to throw a party when Joey returns home. Aldo suggested that we play at the party together just like old times. I told him that it is a great idea. I wished him luck with the house, and I told him that I would see them soon.

The day after, I visited with Ritchie Wheelchair who always has good smoke. I got high with Ritchie and we talked for hours. We ordered an
L&B Sicilian pizza. The best pizza I had ever tasted. I´m just chilling out visiting people and clearing my head to plan my next move. I must say that I am enjoying being around my family and circle of friends again. It feels real good to be loved and to have wonderful friends. Manhattan is a lonely place. If I´m working there then it is good to sleep there. If I´m not working there then it could be a lonely place.

If the Vietnam War is not enough, Robert Kennedy just got killed. I´m freaking out over all these assassinations. The country is going crazy. People are trying to console one another, and a powerful anti-war peace movement is growing larger. There is now a peace movement formed in every University throughout the country. I know that something is going on within our government. I believe they are deleting people for some purpose. I´m becoming more afraid of the future. I don´t believe this lone assassin theory. Why the Kennedy´s? Anyway, the young generation is forming a new style of dress in protest. Everyone is growing his or her hair long. The government is labeling everyone with long hair as a Hippie. Meanwhile, the patriotic citizens for the war are displaying bumper sticker´s that read:
America, Love it or Leave it! Everything is out of control and in chaos, God! The government is not listening to the people. It has become an entity within itself. Totally uncontrollable!

In the mist of this countries insanity, I went out to some of the neighborhood clubs in Brooklyn to see what they were like. It turns out to be a very cliquish scene. The guys are mostly Mafia type of characters competing for girls. I had to be careful in the Brooklyn clubs, because if I come on to the wrong girl, I could be shot. I cruised in my car through the section of 86th Street quit often to check out the Brooklyn girls who are very hot looking. 86th Street has an overhead-elevated train, and I can drive on 86th Street that runs below it. The street contains a lot of clothing stores as well as other type of shops, and it is a place to cruise for girls. It is great in my convertible. The girls like my fancy vehicle, but they certainly have a different mind set than the girls in Manhattan. The girls in Brooklyn like the cugines type of male appearance. Cugine´s are Italian guys who look and appear to act tough and dress in polyester clothing with their black shinny hair. That is definitely not I.