Each kid had an idea about what they should see while “on acid,” but the one thing they all agreed with was that their parents NOT know about this...game. There was also general agreement that some of the songs, at least, had been written by songwriters who were on acid.Paula and Paul knew better than to admit that they had personal experience with weed, acid, and ecstasy.A subject of discussion which briefly resulted in raised voices was whether anything currently going on was “like Vietnam.”. "Are you about finished in there?" Lydia called from outside the closed door."Yes, Mistress. Just a minute, please."I rinsed out the conditioner, stepped out of the tub, opened the drain, grabbed a bath towel and began to dry myself. My skin felt very smooth, even a bit slick, from the oil. I combed out my hair then stepped over to the toilet to pee, sitting down."Get moving in there." Yes, Mistress. I'm coming."I wrapped the towel around my waist, then moved it up and tried to wrap it around. She’d left over an hour ago to scout out the eatery that served as a front for the assassins’ true profession, only planning to check out the building, and perhaps look in a few windows.He was on the verge of suggesting to Indigo that they go after her when she walked in the taproom door. The look on her face wasn’t promising.“We’re going to have to get in there,” Raven growled under her breath as she thumped her knuckles into the table and leaned over it.“The nest is not yet empty, eh?” Indigo. I push him up a little and looked at him. I got up and told him to follow me. He followed me through the crowd. It was like everybody parted for us. We made it up to a room. ‘I’m spending the night here. It is my girlfriend’s house and her parents are out of town.’ When we got to the room, we stood there. Took in what was about to go down. We looked at each other and smiled. He pushed me slightly to the bed and kissed me. ‘I don’t know how your man does it, but I’m going to show you how a.