She had just started to nibble my bottom lip when the timer went off for the oven again.“Oh, shit,” she said as she hurried back inside and straig...t to the kitchen.I put out the joint in the ashtray, stomping my feet to warm them when I stood. Then I returned to the warm sanctuary of the house.The smell of fresh gingerbread had been noticeable outside, but in the foyer, it was enveloping. I stamped my feet again and removed my heavy coat. As I was hanging it to put away in the coat closet,. "Why not?" Because it's an initiation, dummy."Johnny thought about it, for about ten seconds. He figured that there was a reason for the girls to tell him about their club. If they just wanted to humiliate him, they could have done that in the barn or anywhere else.Johnny stood up and unzipped his jeans and started to pull it out."No, pants down!" Annie wanted to see the whole thing. She noted he already had a hard-on.After a little hesitation, Johnny complied, his cock sprang free and the. "I'm sorry," I finally yelled to her. I waited for a response but heard none. I slowly rose from the floor and looked down at my right hand; it was slippery from the lubrication and from her menstrual fluids. The cherry-colored streaks looked the way a wiped bloody nose would. I tentatively licked the blood-streaked sauce off of my right index finger. At first it was dull, but a couple seconds later was pure ecstasy as the salty aftertaste and deviousness of the act hit me like a meth high. It. “I wouldn’t give much credence to such recollections. They’re colored by shock rather than facts. In retrospect, I see my actions as more reckless than heroic. Blame it on my age, but you could as easily be reporting on my death rather than a near miss.”“Except Mrs. Janus, another neighbor, says the same thing. She saw you and waved hello, but you never once paused to glance in either direction. When she saw you racing into the street, she glanced up just in time to see the car approaching and.