But women are different -0- in more ways than the obvious — than men.Anyway, the night we invited Jay over for a barbecue he didn't have an idea of ...hat was in store for him. He was one of my oldest friends and we spent lots of weekends fishing and drinking beer. He'd been to the house a lot of times for dinner. He'd helped me remodel the upstairs bathroom too. I'd seen him look at Carrie a few times with an unmistakable air of lust, but he'd never have done anything that way. As I said, he was. She gave in and let it all out. She sat there in his arms and felt his fingers in her hair. And she knew she loved him more than ever at that moment. He had taken her at her most vulnerable and had made her feel the safest she’d ever felt. She pulled away slightly and looked up at him. He took the hand out of her hair and wiped away the warm tears on her cheeks. She closed her eyes and turned into his cool palm. They were so close she could feel his heart beating and his breath on her face.. .. want to party?"We heard it after we'd passed the campsite - barely even noticing that it was there. Stopping, Betty and I looked at each other and began to giggle."Probably a coupla ol' fart red necks," she whispered to me and I laughed uproariously at her comment. Amazing what a pint of bourbon can do on an empty stomach."What should we do?" I whispered back to her. At 19 and with one year of college already under her belt, I looked to Betty as the older and wiser of our pair. Besides -. You seem to be quite eager to take the happy ending.Me: Yes, I still want only a massage. But there will be a happy ending too…He smiled in confusion and brought a tray along with him later. It contained a teapot, a small cup, and some incense sticks. He poured the green beverage into the cup and handed it to me quite ceremoniously.Him: Please drink this concoction of rich tea that will soothe your nerves. It will be very pleasurable during the massage.I pretended to taste the tea by keeping my.