She opened up the big road map book of Maine, turned a few pages and pointed to the spot on the map. “Here we are just outside of Birch Run.” I l...oked down at the map and turned the page to see if I could find another section that showed where I lived and when I did, I traced the roads, looking at the route numbers and saw that I was not as far away as I had originally thought and became certain I could find my way back. I was anxious to leave so that if all went well, I could do what I had to. As she continued her little show, Scott’s hungry eyes never left her. He shifted from foot to foot in clear impatience, his own hand rubbing his length almost without thought. Kayla watched his desire mount through the haze of her own pleasure. Having an audience for something she had only ever done in private exhilarated her. Her heartbeat started to race and her breathing grew more ragged. “Oh!” she moaned as wetness squirted around her fingers and the world blacked out around the edges for. I can hear the music level blast through the house as the party kicked up to another level. Ted just stared at me and asked if we should keep playing and I said “why not” raising my glass. I was already buzzing and slurring my speech. Ted turned his card over and it said to lift up his shirt. He stood up and did what the card said. He was well built also complete with a six pack. He sat back down and I went. My card said to drink a glass of beer without stopping so of course I did. Ted. The night before came back vividly to his memory. He relieved every second in horrible detail for a never ending second. "Did you do this to me?" You know, a blind boy such as yourself should learn better than to go about hollering at the only person present at the present moment who can acutely visualize visible light reflecting, refracting, and being absorbed. I am only in attendance to provide aid to a disabled brother of my blood. Speaking of at scrumptious liquid of which we all crave for.