"Southwest corner," I reminded myself of the well's location as I walkedon the sidewalk around the school. From the distance I could see it,standing o... its own but standing firm into the ground.Was I really this desperate? These things don't grant wishes, that's onlyon TV and in books! Jeez, maybe I should start convincing people thatSanta Claus and the Easter Bunny are real. Then another part of my brainstarted speaking to me.What else was I going to use this for? I could try to pawn it but I. "Well, are you going to do it?" Mabel demanded. "I ain’t like her. You don’t have to whip my arse." Mark’s a gentleman, he is," Dave admonished. "He ain’t going to fuck the likes o’you here on this warf. And I ain’t going to either. I done it last night to you twice." He turned helfully to his audience. "Bit’o allright she is too," he offered informatively."Let’s all go to the house and have a drink," Mark suggested."Gawd, what I couldn’t do for one of those." Mabel’s voice was fervent. Dorinda. I can tell Bryan is reluctant at first but then gives in when I flash him my big green puppy dog eyes. We continue to watch the game, drink beer, and laugh. As the small talk continues I put my hand on this thigh, it feels so strong. He looks like he might move my hand but then doesn’t and I’m certainly not going to pull away. I gradually move my hand up his thigh, further and further trying not to make it look too noticeable. But he does notice, not by saying anything, but I can tell by. Just like that, the music slowed, the lights dimmed and the dance became serious. Ami looked up at her father and saw his eyes. He smiled, brought her closer to his body and kissed her on the cheek. Ami wasn’t sure what was happening, but closed her eyes and snuggled in close to his chest. She could smell his cologne and it made her heart race. They gripped each other tightly and Ami began to feel something stirring between them. She felt something that she had never felt before, something.