Exhibits A-D: Four steaming and delicious mugs of hot buttered rum and homemade brandy (a federal offense).Exhibits E-F: Two contests to determine who...could take the most hits from a marijuana-filled hookah in sixty seconds. It became the loser’s task to equal the winner’s toke total. I won the first series and lost the second.Exhibits G: Seraina and my lady love shuffling a deck of cards and suggesting we relax by playing a round of strip poker.Then the record fades to gray, too fuzzy to read. He began to slowly, rhythmically knead her breasts, Serena's heart rate ticked up another eight beats, and Dr. Andrew observed quietly to me that she was holding her breath. Releasing his hold, he brought his fingers to her nipples. Taking them between his thumb and forefinger, he tugged ever-so-lightly, then released them. Repeating this several times, he smiled as he watched as her nipples crinkled and hardened, countless goosebumps returning to her breasts and spreading down her lithe sides.. The roughness of the branch faded away as the tree sucked in Lauren's love. It slowly started to move faster as Lauren got wetter.Soon the pain that had once filled Lauren's hole was replaced with pleasure. Lauren's juices started to slowly drip out onto the tree's trunk. Lauren started to moan loudly as the tree's branch became slippery and moved smoothly in and out of her."Your voice is so pretty." The tree said as it start to finger her harder."Voice? I'm not sayin' anythin'." No, but you're. I had to learn, he told me, to stay still, without movement, without a sound, when the pain threatened, when it approached, when it set in, when it grew and lasted and did not stop growing, but staying still was what I had already learned, what had filled a major part of my life, all those years since he had first taken me to see the Bey. And pain, I shrugged it off, it was just pain, an opinion held by a part of my mind, which I simply disagreed with, disengaged from, as I had learned to do,.