”“No way!”“Yes. It never happened, Nancy. Liz was being extreme to shock me. I was extreme back to shock her. That’s it. I have NO desire to...do that and the very thought makes me physically ill. And yet, my mom and some quack of a psychiatrist are convinced we did it. And of course, I’m the older brother, so that makes it my fault.”“What did you do?”“Swore at my mom for the first time ever, then got in my car and drove back to McKinley. I actually contemplated coming here but because Angie was. Thinking? I'm like totally sure.Like, O-my-Gawd! Why won't you believe meeeee! Shhhhh-a! Um, like, maybeif you dyed your hair you wouldn't act so blonde. Yeah, and, um, I'vegot an M-and-M that matches that outfit your wearing too. Ew-Ew! Really?Yeah, and if M-and-M's were hair the yellow ones would be out of chocolate!I mean, I'm like totally sure. J.J. knows better than to send weirdoes likeGail over here. If he wants to break up with me, he knows - I mean, he KNOWSwhat he has to do.Like, I'm. When we got in her apartment I got her up against the wall right inside the door and proceeded to give her a hot kiss I think the wall was scorched when we got through with that kiss. We then sat down and visited about things we couldn't talk about in front of John. (Looking back over what I have down here I see I have not described Kathy.) She was a very sexy lady around 5'6" not thin yet not very heavy around 145 - 150 nice firm ass natural blonde not a bottle blonde (carpet matched the. A chemistry develops between them and they share a few drinks and engage in an erotic dance on the floor, to the extent that they were completely mesmerized by each others sensuality. Eventually, they come to a harmonious understanding that they needed some time alone. The story carries on henceforth.One can precisely assume that the way their moves synchronized sensually on the dance floor meant a great deal of eroticism and sexual mischievousness. Needless to say, their eyes silently spoke.