“Only once I get this horndog back to our trailer,” she said. “I’d knock someone out with this belly if I danced.” She and Jim let me sketch...them together, partially nude, and it was really a good sketch.It wasn’t long before drums were being distributed around the circle. Grandpa Leo, Grandpa Ken, and Papa Dave rolled a huge drum made out of an oak barrel to one side of the circle and the three of them sat around it with big sticks. Most of the rest of us had smaller drums that we were. For the record, I’ve never been a supernatural fanatic. There are things that we don’t understand of course, but I just never had much interest in delving into the occult. If in fact losing my keys, or the television acting strangely were connected to the beyond, then so be it. Outside of the occasional nuisance though, nothing that happened around my apartment those first weeks was actually what I would call paranormal. It wasn’t until the past couple of nights that things had gotten really. Oh god. Don't stop touching me. Oh fucking God. I'm cumming. Oh shit," she kept saying.And then after what seemed to be forever, she fell backward on the towel, lying there.She was panting, her boobs were moving up and down fast, her chest was heaving. and she was lying on the floor."Are you okay?" I finally asked.She pulled me against her. She opened her mouth. And we kissed.She pulled back, lay there for a second, and stared at me."Do you want to stop?" Justine asked."Oh God. I don't want to.. Barbara was curious if he had a girlfriend, knowing all too well his recent financial independence would most likely attract uninvited attention from ruthless materialistic females, but she was not particularly surprised at his answer, Jay was an intelligent young man. ‘No girlfriend mom, when word got out about the house and my trust funds it seemed girls appeared out of nowhere, mom, these are college girls, yet they are just as shallow and immature as the girls were in high school..