Luyện nghe bài hát Fine Fat Flies

Soon I woke when I was sleeping with a reaching feeling but did
not know what I was for. I got up and started walking, but soon
found I was stalking that I could utilize for more than just an easy
conversation, or an inspiration. Now the time was right for
more. As I walked I thought of flies that stuck to sticky pecan
pies people put upon the window sill, and how those fine fat flies
would feed they satisfied their greed then buzzed about in panic
till they died. Knowing where my feet would take me if I on moving,
made me see myself like those flies. Drawn into a situation that
with some consideration never would fulfill its smell. But there
was no hesiatation in my step or in my sure the door was quiet when
it closed. And as I walked into the darkness, I could a wakened
penetrating deep within the room. Then I touched her arm and
throat, and found beneath my hand a coat of though the night was
not too warm. The other one was breathng deeply, so I he must be
sleeping, but then I wasn't really sure. "Hold me tight and be my
master," whispered and I fastened fingers of my own around her
which strangely were secure behind her as I began to mount and bind
her to myself wit force I not hold. Then I seemed to hear a snicker
but I was so with her that I did not notice him until I felt him but
his hands around my throat anad as if the sounds I made should not
escape into the air causing me to moan too as I jerked on out the
that I no longer could control. I was first to see the flashing
blinding light of liquid out arms, but my convulsions spread to my
writhing young companions who were lost in cream that soon
would crack and fade away. Afterwards, it was quiet and the bonds had
been denied, I them that we should do this again. BUt I said it would
be wrong to play these of weak and strong together without me around
to help understand the dangers in it, for there were so many and they
simply too young to understand.