Yourselves! And for your information, DICK HEAD, I have never been with a black man." I wanted him to understand that I'd heard the whole of their con...ersation. "Oh Tina, I'm so sorry. I... I... I... really didn't mean it." I could tell from John's expression that he was feeling bad. A part of me wanted him to see what damage his words had done to me, but another part didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Grabbing my purse, I headed for the door, which, thank God, was just a few paces from. ‘Stop teasing,’ Kendall panted. He slid his hands up her thighs, sending a shiver down her spine. ‘Evil, evil, man,’ she breathed as he slowly pulled the panties from her body, his warm breath caressing her bare pussy. Lowering his head between her splayed legs, he continued to tease with slow swipes of his tongue. He feasted on her, her taste bursting in his mouth. At her chants of, ‘Please, please, please,’ he relented, sliding two fingers into her core as he gently nipped her clit. That was. There is a tradition among the Amish, which is largely hushed up, because it is so contrary to the Ordnung, or code of behavior the Amish strictly adhere to, but all Amish youth know about the Rumspringa. It is a time when, upon reaching the age of eighteen, the "wilding" starts among post-pubescent Amish teenagers. The elders of the church look the other way as the sturm and drang of adolescence takes its toll on the young, and the temptations of the flesh rule for a time, sometimes months,. “There’s no cops ... Let me get you a couple of beers.”“We’re under age.”“When will you be 18?”“That’s right! Wyoming is 19!” I said.“You didn’t know?” Angie asked.“I grew up in Montana. In the colonies the drinking age is what ever a persons parents decide.”“Here,” Artie handed Angie a six with Boddingtons Pub, Newcastle Brown, Harp, Smithwicks, Guiness and St. Pauli, “I’ll carry a tab for you two.”Before I could say anything, he rushed to the back.It was summer ... late summer. Summer doesn’t.