Pulling out a bottle of the brand Jax preferred she popped it open and poured it into a plastic cup.At the beginning of the trip there were only a few...rules1) Girls naked, and someone entertaining the driver at all times2) Whatever Jax says goes3) Jax reserves to right to add more rulesAs far as the man was concerned that was a comprehensive list.Glancing towards the back where the other three were, she could see Cyndi on her hands and knees Rachel behind her and Kylie in front. The girl was. You wouldn’t have found out that night if I hadn’t drank as much as I had, and if you hadn’t dared me to put aside all my censoring mechanisms and do the thing that I found the scariest at that moment. I walked over to you, straddled your lap, and engaged you in the most passionate kiss my tipsy self could muster. I felt you come alive underneath me and as soon as you overcame the shock of my actions, you soon had me pinned against the couch and were kissing me earnestly in return. Finally we. Life sucks, you know. The most I could ever hope for would be a one night stand with a half-way decent looking drunk gal every once in a while. It was clear to me that that would be my role in life. So, maybe The Program will be a high spot for me.Fortunately, I did have science and math to fall back on. It was something I had a talent for. I had some respect from those who shared those classes with me. Even Vicky had asked for help at times with her homework and studying. Respect, that’s what. Yep, just dead I have no idea what killed me God wouldn't tell me. Yes, I met God. No, I'm not crazy … are you going to let me tell the story or not?I was standing in a nice modern style room that had two high back chairs and a small square table between them. I looked around the room for a door but there wasn't one. I called out and no one answered. I yelled for anyone around to hear me and then he showed up. "No need to yell lad I'm sitting right here." Was the voice I heard and sure enough.