Chapter 5, however… **** Blaine always loved to tell me stories of her ‘mornings after.’ For her, it was almost as exciting the sex itself. ‘T...is great hazy feeling… the heaviness of your body…the excitement that comes from trying to piece together last night’s events.’ She always smiled as she said those words, dreamily, as if it was the greatest high one could ever get. I’d look at her as if she was insane and she’d just say, ‘you’ll get it when it happens. It’ll be amazing.’ But it wasn’t.. They were just a block from the fire hall, near the bridge that passed over the Otter Creek falls. There was enough foot traffic out at this point near some of the local eateries, where they could get a variety of people to help them with the video tasks.They, along with several others who had stopped to watch--or ogle in the case of some of the guys--were laughing at the efforts of the guy who Jeremy was currently videoing as Catherine asked the guy to spell 'cunnilingus.' Several guys had. Without thinking I reached over to Sonya's side of the bed but she wasn't there. Then I remembered why she wasn't there and the nausea returned. I managed to lie still until it passed and then I drifted off to sleep again.I woke up again an hour later feeling only slightly better. I got out of bed very slowly as my head would not tolerate any quick moves. I climbed into the shower and let the hot water run over me for several minutes and then I lathered myself with soap and rinsed off. The last. When they arrive at the party there greeted by the ladies. There balls are exposed and a ribbon is tied around their sack, snug but not to tight. The ribbons about 2 feet long, that allows anybody at the party to pull them out if they slip back into his pants. Boy’s balls has always been a fascination with young people, girls and boys. Boys like to rap other boys and girls seem to favor squeezing and pulling them. My 3rd ribbon party was more in line with the way the girls at “Baker House”.