It seemed to be a hard-working inn for hard-working people, and the extras seemed dedicated more towards comfort than appearance.We became minor celeb...ities when we told our hostess that we had had to spend the night in the middle of the road through the hills."Did you see the tornadoes then?" The bartender asked us as we were getting our mulled wine to go with the meal we were all eager to sit down to."Tornadoes?" We asked."There were reports of at least a half dozen tornadoes coming out of. I reread the writing on the thick paper for the zillionth time. This was my invitation to Megan's party. It was hard to believe that it was finally here. The party was this Friday evening. Megan convinced her parents to leave her and her friends alone all night. Megan's Mom and Dad would spend the night at this romantic little bed and breakfast or was it bread and breakfast? I could never remember and I had no idea why such a place was romantic.I would ride with Courtney's parents and they. By the looks of it, that’ll be another ten minutes of so. Then the fun begins. Ready?” Beth turned her attention to the pregnant young woman on the bed. “How you doing, Honey? Let me know what’s happening inside you, and we’ll all sail through this, piece of cake. You’re not dilated enough to let the baby come through yet, so try your best not to push until I tell you. Okay?”“But this baby wants out, so fucking bad!” Amy cursed. Trying to suppress the contractions took all her concentration.. Didn't care for the bushy Grizzly Adams look at all. Overall, I had more of that bad boi look that turned me on. Time to get some more ink. It was a rare event that dad came home one day about mid May. Sitting around the dinner table (how many months had it been) Dad and Dustin were bickering about something, and Dustin let out a 'fuck it'. Mom liked to have passed out. Dad jumped straight up from the table, exclaiming “what did you say”? Dustin repeated himself, “I said fuck it—why”? Dad.