It wasmy turn to disappear. Sam didn't say a word to me as I walked past himand headed for the ocean. Well, I wanted to be alone and now I was. I fin...lly remembered Ihadn't eaten anything since breakfast. Now what was I supposed to do?Was he really that dense? For some reason, the boardwalk had lost itscharm. I didn't want to be here either. What the hell was wrong withme? I began wandering aimlessly. My goal; to be anywhere Sam wouldn'tfind me. Given his condition I found myself hoping. I commit this supernatural incident to my diary, because the human psychology must have some outlet for expression, no matter how high the price may be. Perhaps Melusina, the feminine spirit of fresh waters and sacred springs will attend to my demise this very day. Perhaps not. I haven’t broken my promise, since I’ve only written an account of what I saw and not spoken of it. Please include my safety in your prayers from this day on. Thus ends the diary of Joseph Barker, who was found drowned. "Come we will go to my car," he said.I followed him outside. When we got outside he led me to a jacked up older car. It looked like a crew car. I wished I had known about this, we could have just used it, I thought. He slipped me into the rear seat then he sat beside me and worked his penis out of his pants."Now puta no more stalling," he said. He pulled my head down painfully. I took his penis in my mouth and began to nurse on it. It took only seconds for Jeremy to reach into the car and hit. The boys were seated towards the front, she and Ted sat on opposite wheel wells. His view was directly into her crotch as everyone maintained separate conversations. Ted said, “nice view”. She grinned, “how can you see anything outside through this rain”? He said, “who's looking outside”? She giggled, closing her legs saying “sorry”. He grinned “don't be! There's no need to close them now”. She eased a slight spread of her knees saying “you can't be interested in viewing and old girl like me”?.