“Don’t you dare laugh,” said Alaina, glaring.“I’d be a really bad friend if I laughed now, wouldn’t I?” said Ayanna, her face twitching....��The worst.”“If you tell me that’s the most embarrassing one then I won’t laugh. I promise.”“ ... and it’ll feel better than anything I can imagine,” said Alaina, her eyes boring into her friend’s.A snort escaped Ayanna’s nose. “I just need...”“No!”“Look, I just gotta get out of the car for one sec—”“Ayanna!”“—and get some fresh air,” she choked back a giggle,. "I better get back upstairs," she said sheepishly. "Okay, goodnight," I said. As she went up the stairs my eyes followed her as she went up the stairs. She had a nice tight white ass that looked as if were begging for a good fucking. I snapped myself out of fantasy land and wondered what was I thinking. I'm in my bosses house and I'm lusting after his wife. This is crazy. I lay on the couch, and of course Sylvia was on my mind. I've always heard of people fucking the bosses wife but, never had. You are so passionate about life and experiences.”I looked at them quietly, soulfully. I looked out the window at the moon rising over the water and through the palm trees. Then, I refocused on them. “Sometime I’ll share with you why that might be. Soon. But, you’re right, I guess I am. There is a reason and that reason taught me something. You can’t do passion halfway. Living your passion means you’re all in. You trust your heart, trust your gut, and trust your companions you bring along on. Following that, the bobbing for apples started.Gretchen and Petra had not done a lot of dancing, and weren't in any condition to bob for apples on the floor, but they enjoyed watching enormously. The party continued until well after midnight, and we were even later getting to bed, having to clean up first. Everyone had a grand time, and our Parents had even stopped in for a short time to see what was going on.In the morning, Clare and Cathleen used their Magic to gather as many of the ashes.