The pretty naughty blonde that she was, and the more she drank the more naughty and experimental she would become. Our conversation soon was all sexua... and I soon started feeling rather horny and wanting to fuck my friends pretty little blonde girl. Another drink went down as the sexual conversation continued and soon Samantha asked is it just me that's real horny and both James and myself replied no we are too horny after all the sexual chatting. Too my suprise she asked us, so what are you. .."I followed her and found her kneeling on the sofa, her arms draped over the back of it. "We had an agreement about my past," she said, her voice agitated."Cindy ... Intravenous drug use is how folks contract HIV." Do you think I don't know that?" Her eyes brimmed. "I've been tested. I'm clean. Do you think I wouldn't tell you if it were otherwise?" What drugs?" I asked."Opiates ... heroin, mainly." Heroin?" I regarded her -- the pulse point in her neck was throbbing."I've been clean for five. Pretty good fer this early in the investigation."At Jesse Albert's general store, they waited until the place was empty of customers and started to question him. Sean asked, "How did the kidnappers contact ya?" They left a note on Joey's pillow. Ya want to see it? I got it here in the store." Albert reached under the counter and handed a piece of paper to Sean.The message said, "We want $500 for the child's safe return. Put the money in gold in a carpet bag and leave it by the lone oak tree in. Uk - Please send comments)This story is based on an exchange of emails I had with what I thoughtwas a woman chatting about her husband. As our exchanges continued Ibegan to wonder whether in fact it was a guy pretending - so much ofwhat was suggested was to close to a cross dressers dream to be realbut it was fun anyway! Much of the dialogue to the groups was exactlyas it was sent from the person.It was Saturday and I had been to visit my mother leaving my husband,Simon, at home doing some jobs.