"I knew she finally understood when she flung her arms around my neck, and her lips were mashed against mine. My arms reflexively wrapped around her w...ist as I returned the kiss.When we finally parted, I noticed a noise that had been drowned out by the pounding of blood in my ears.Clapping.Looking around, I saw a lot of people staring and clapping, and a few were even giving me a thumbs up."Let's get outta here," Angel said, and I was all too eager to agree. We wound our way back to the. Folk hand their stories down from generation to generation, and more times than not those stories get wilder as time passes."I think it would be right and proper to have the pastor come out here and give this place a blessing. That way folks will know that past is buried and all the ghost stories will die down." Si, Senor Amos," Jose spoke out, "and I could ask Father Wilson to do the same." That's not a bad idea, Jose," Amos answered. "While I don't usually hold with the Church of Rome, it. Much to our surprise when he walked in the door, he gave us a case of beer and told us, "I hope this buys your silence, we'll be in Leslie's room..."After about three beers apiece later, we decided it was time for us to break out Mary Jane. Between the beer and the weed, things started to get a little fuzzy. At some point Brent and Leslie must of gotten into a fight because Brent suddenly left - yelling out, "Fuck You...Skinny Bitch!" I can testify that Leslie was both skinny and a bitch. I. ’ ‘Did you do it with a woman?’ Caroline exclaimed in a very excited tone. ‘No, no.’ I stuttered, and then recounted our brief foray into kinky sex for my closest friend. ‘Oh my god! Now who’s lying?’ my friend Caroline said in an accusatory tone. ‘No, really. And, it was so hot and horny.’ ‘DJ would freak out if a guy ever touched him. We’re just very, very conventional with sex. He kisses me for a couple minutes, squeezes my boobs once or twice, crawls on, does his business, rolls over and.