**American Music.** Born in the U.S.A.
It might have been in San Francisco, California or Grand Rapids, Michigan or Hoboken, New Jersey. A boy picked up a guitar, and a girl took off her clothes… There was nothing spontaneous about it. The boy really wanted the girl to take her clothes off, and he really wanted to lick her vagina. And the girl also held some lusty intentions. But mostly she wanted to make some money and have some fun. So he taught her to play a mountain dulcimer, and gave her a red riding crop, with a red leather heart on the business end, to spank her sweet little bottom.
And she took off her clothes and danced as he played electric guitar, and she spanked herself,
and fingered her vagina. And made lots of cash. Their live shows in Forth Worth, Texas were always sold-out. And she signed autographs on glossy photos, for many boys with pickup trucks, and even boys without pickup trucks.
And later, four times each week, he nuzzled into that same vagina she fingered for the boys on stage. He drank honey-nectar, licking and licking, and then fucking her in the ass, until she had more than one orgasm. And he got her on her knees and spanked her more, leaving red blotches on her fanny and thighs….. And she said, “Oh. My. God. Roscoe, I want your cock in my mouth. Oh. My. God. My pussy is so fucking wet!” And, well, Roscoe was happy to help any young woman in distress.
This happens on any planet where there are musical instruments, and young women, and cash to give the young women. After visiting twelve star-systems, Capt. Theremin knows for a fact: Young human women, and even older human women, love piles of cash. Piles of metal coins, or pretty paper currency in large denominations makes a girl feel special and safe, worthwhile and successful.
With piles of cash in large denominations she can buy whatever she wants to buy, even a pony, and rent a stable for the pony. And when her stoner, loser boyfriend sits on the couch smoking weed (which she bought) eating sushi (which she bought) and complains that the girl is spending too much on the stupid pony, and *what-the-fuck-good* is a pony anyway. And the girl will pout, because her dreamboat, handsome stud, love-of-her-life does not understand the girl grew up watching fantasy
shows where the all pretty girls had ponies.
And so, she dumps him, with tears and wringing hands, and moves to New York City where men (not boys) pay her tens of thousands of dollars to suck their cocks, and she buys a new apartment in a new building near Central Park. And now, she is feeling really, really successful and forgotten all about the loser in San Francisco, or Grand Rapids or Hoboken. And she has three ponies in a stable in Poughkeepsie.
And this goes along fine, until one day, she decides she really would enjoy some love in her life, not just well-paid, well-acted fucking with boat-loads of cash.
And this is when Capt. Theremin meets her at a celebrity party, and says, “Marie, perhaps you need to get religion. Perhaps you need to become a nun, and worship the *Gospel of Sacred Jizz*. You can still have your nice apartment and your ponies. And have nice and responsible people to love you. And you can dump all the nonsense fucking with people who have *not one clue* about the reality of the Universe in which they live.”
[American Music -video](https://jeremiah-moze.vids.io/videos/ea9ddcbf111fe2c263/dr-moze-american-music-mp4)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qe4e74/starship_rimshot_new_nun_for_the_gospel_of_sacred