We moved to the country when I was about 15 and I started going to the square dances at the Busti Fire Hall on Saturday nights, as it was the best che...p entertainment around, and I met a lot of nice girls and some not so nice ones, if you know what I mean. You know that the not so nice girls would allow liberties that the nice girls wouldn't. Nuff said, wink-wink, nudge-nudge, know what I mean?Anyway we were coming up on Halloween and I heard the story about the Crane House from some of the. "How'd it go?" I got this," I said and gave her a fist pump."I knew you would," she said and went off to help others.The royal blue dress was next. Sandra helped me step into it and zippedme up. I morphed a bit here and there and soon had the perfect fitagain. She helped me step into the matching blue heels while I fastenedthe belt. She stood back up and gave me a once over asking me to spin.She poked and pulled a bit and said I was good and walked me over to theshort line of models that. Jim took a few more bites, another swig from his bottle, and turned to the next page. The diary continued. … It all started when I was 28, my brief ascent into Heaven and then my long decline into Hell. I ran a small flower shop in town and one day ‘she’ came in. She was a girl I had known. I secretly loved her in high school. God, she was beautiful. She was so full of life and had such sparkling blue eyes. I even took Home Economics and joined a couple of clubs just to be near her. Yet, she. Afterwards, we all sat around in the living room sipping wine and beer, Maryanne wearing a loose bathrobe. At one point one of the guys asked her if she had ever had a golden shower.. She said she had heard of them when she was in college, but never knew of any of her friends who had ever done it. She said that she herself had never had the opportunity. It seemed to me at the time that she was suggesting that she might do it if she ever had the chance. The guys jumped right in and urged her to.
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