The decade was turning, and what better way to greet the 1970s than celebrating it in what many considered the center of the human universe on Decembe... 31-January 1. Not wishing to go alone, I recruited my friend Miles to come along. We had known each other since junior high. In fact, in years past, we sometimes found ourselves at the same New Year’s Eve parties. We knew the same people, the ones from the local teen center and the YMCA where we pumped iron in that dingy hole of a gym that. That was a close call, she thought as she drifted off into a restless sleep, I'll have to be more careful the next time.In another room far down the corridor, the sleepy haze that dimmed Lisa's vision gradually cleared and the unfamiliar room slowly came into focus as she tried to blink away the sleep. When she grew accustomed to the light, her eyes traveled around the room, searching for an object to identify with, over the dingy ceiling and faded wallpaper, up to the antique canopy that. She was hard to stay mad at.I could see Allie had affection for her boss cum partner in the way she used the cool washcloth in her forehead and held her hand. I took her other hand and began to call her name."Mary, Mary Belanger, are you in there?" I said a few times and then suddenly she squeezed my hand."MARY! MARY!" I said loudly and I saw the expression on her face change.I asked Allie to go for a nurse and she went to the hallway as Mary opened her eyes."Jess, what? Oh my God!" She said as. Janet was my Dad’s work partner at the State Department and I dreamed of having her over my knee more times then I could count. I was seventeen at the time.Janet was well-dressed in hose and a pretty white dress with red shoes. She had the outlines of a athlete, very toned, the perfect MILF. Her best attribute by far was her tight, firm butt. I so wanted to squeeze it. Dad allowed me to drink wine as it was a special occasion, so I did. It didn’t take long for the wine to give me a buzz. I was.