As I spun around in the unfamiliar kitchen I looked back into the living room to see Jessie and Mike making out intensely. The back of the love seat w...s to me so I couldn’t see what their hands were doing but they seemed to be really going at each other. Mike was always better at closing the deal, I thought to myself. I found myself transfixed by the sight of my roommate and this hot blonde making out, what a wildcat she was, if anything she was being the more aggressive of the two, holding his. She was an 18 year old single frustrated girl. When i was watching her, i found it thrilling, and found my self getting more and more wet. I slid my own hand down into my pants and started to finger my self. sliding it in and out slowly. But then i realized that she could look up at any moment. 30 minutes later, my son came home from a party. I spoke to him about his sister, and he said that he knew nothing. Later the next night i did the same thing as the previous night, i look round the door. .. I thought.....Is all the blood real?Stranger: *nods* yesYou: h....how?Stranger: *shrugs* i was in the bedroom but i assume u hit your headYou: oh. so the blood's mine?You: yikesStranger: *nods slowly and grins realizing you dont remember the fight*You: I can't remember a lot of the last half hour....Stranger: *smiles widely* i knowYou: I...I remember....things. Like, the sound of rushing water. Were we on a boat?Stranger: *stiffens* noYou: *looks confused* no, that makes no senseStranger:. It isn't difficult, but after the first two or three, it becomes monotonous. Then it's just plain backbreaking work. There were a couple of hundred bags to fill.Janey and I finished our sacks at about the same time. I was more than a little surprised that she kept up with me. I was carrying the filled sacks over to another spot close by and was stacking them in a wall about waist high or a bit higher. It got hotter as the sun rose, and I took my shirt off, as did Janey. She smiled at me as I.