"Yes." I agreed and she sighed with releif. "I wish ever night could be like this, just you and me. We haven't talked in like a month. I know that I'm...only a friend, but-" She was now standing up and I raced toward her, wrapped my arms around her waist and whispered in her ear,"You're more than a friend, Van." She blinked, looking over her shoulder and smiled. Then her lips reached mine and I kissed her. It started out as a passionate kiss, exploring each other's lips but then it got better. We. Soup and salad, as in "Let's do that new place that opened."The Monday night practice session was as expected. The difference this time, of course, was the questioning we got.Key: "They flew down here and hauled y'all off for the weekend, just like that?"Jo nodded, red hair bouncing. "Yes yes. What a strange and wonderful way to travel! We stayed in their guest room and it was music for the whole weekend."I told them about TWO violins, two banjos, a guitar, a bass, a couple of singers, and a. Then I licked her again and I swear I heard her moan softly as I picked the salt up from her body. I moved down and picked up the shot with my mouth and drank it quick, pulling the shot glass away I realized I had one task left so I moved up to grab the lime which she cleverly dropped into her mouth so I had to kiss her to get it. I was drunk! I said, “fuck it.” And went in going for the kiss and the lime, of which the lime seemed insignificant now. The kiss was long and turned a dripping. She was kind of pretty with long, blonde hair and blue eyes. He told her what he knew about the nearby school, that it had a reputation for the being the best high school in the county, and one of the best in the state. He was surprised it had been so easy to talk to her, girls usually ignored him and most refused to talk to boys at lunch or on the playground. He told her that a bunch of teachers were called “murder’s row” because they were so tough. And he told her that they had a good.