"But where do we work in some Alabama time?" Oh, I know. I got some jealous comments from our friends. And they want us down there soon." I did regula... emails and the occasional Skype session with that bunch of lunatics in Alabama. There's a connection that I just can't seem to shake. Meeting them is second only to meeting Stoney in making ripples in my psyche.Kara sent me a private email:Johanna-I don't want you to think I turned my back on you, sister. I'm in this whirlwind now. I thought I. Once they were completely on, Brittany looked down at them lovingly, and then waved a hand at her towel laying on the ground. Instantly the towel lifted into the air, and flew into the bathroom, hanging itself up.Following it into the bathroom, Brittany took a seat at her vanity mirror, and just as she sat down, makeup, brushes, her hairdryer and her curling iron rose from their places. The hair dryer moved through the air around her head, working in tandem with a brush and the curling iron to. No, not like that punk ass bitc… Before she can finish, her phone rings. Guess who it is. You got it, Johnny. As shes busy yelling at him on the phone, I go up stair to my room. *** As I try to fall asleep that night, I hear loud banging, panting, and moaning coming from the master bed room. But the sounds arent of my dad or that bitch, one sounds nostalgic and the sounds unfamiliar. For some reason I feel compelled to see whats going on. I walk into the hallway and look into the room through a. Then we both went into my bedroom and locked ourselves up. I intentionally tried to touch her boobs (In such a way that she felt it unintentionally happened). But she did give me a look. It was raining outside and that smell was everywhere.The temperature was about 20-30 °C. In this environment, she started biting her lower lip. I couldn’t resist myself and I kissed her on the lips. She pushed me and slapped me.I tried to stay away from that kind of thoughts. This time, I was purely discussing.