If only they had access to my dirty mind... or my hard drive for that matter.Linda is the easiest to get gossip from. She has a few issues in her rela...ionship with Jake. Actually, I'm sure he is just leading her on. Guiding Linda to my two seater couch which sat opposite my counter, I sat her down. "What's Jake done now?" He's angry with me. Tells me I'm possessive." Why?" I'm not a ball and chain, I let him go out with his boys. He goes out every week with them." He wants more freedom?" Yes". She never said a word but she sniffled a lot and slept down in her own bed. Mom was impressed when she woke us up in the morning for school.Ginger was extremely quiet and Mom kept trying to get her to talk but she wouldn’t.That night she slept in her own bed but I waited until she was asleep and again I slipped in with her and stuck my cock into her as I covered her mouth. When I had cum I climbed up into my bunk. I listened to her sniffle until I fell asleep.The next night she didn’t fall. Going out on moonlight nights. Keeping the festive day in honour of spring. Plucking the sprouts and fruits of the mango trees. Eating the fibres of lotuses. Eating the tender ears of corn. Picnicing in the forests when the trees get their new foliage. The Udakakashvedika or sporting in the water. Decorating each other with the flowers of some trees. Pelting each other with the flowers of the Kadamba tree, and many other sports which may either be known to the whole country, or may be peculiar. I had experimented with marijuana in high school, and continued to enjoy it occasionally in college. I tried cocaine a few times, but never caught on to its allure. I tried mushrooms a few times, and thought the experience was profound and enjoyable, but I stayed away from LSD, precisely because I thought it might be too profound and enjoyable. But compared to a few of my roommates, my ‘experimentation’ was just that. The girl with the cocaine habit was a drug slut, and the sex slut was.