By the time we were in eighth grade we had stopped the Trick-or-Treat rounds but we still got together for Halloween and had our own party. None of th... four of us were really big on parties as such, but we certainly enjoyed our own brand of Halloween fun. Tom's family had moved a little farther out to a place in the country where they had about forty acres, most of it woods. We still had the fire and the ghost stories and still played at hiding in the woods, but now the area for our games had. We reach the bed, I turn you around knees pressed against the edge; I move my hand to your cheek running my thumb just below your eye, watching your eye lids flutter closed. You look so cute when you melting underneath my fingers, you move your head into my touch kissing my palm before I move my hand away. You move your hands to my belt loops hooking your thumbs into them, you look at me for permission knowing im normally the one to take change; I nod my head granting you permission, you pull. 'Will you be driving afterwards?' Asked Joe, more out of curiosity thanany safety concern. 'Have you got a problem?' Squinted Max. Joe put up his hands 'Nope. I make little enough in here.' Everything went silent again and Max returned to brooding. After consumingseveral more cigarettes and a beer in an effort to control his fretting, hewas shocked out of his self pity by the sudden ring of his cell phone. He madea grab for the phone as though he was in competition with Joe to answer it. 'Max. Stuben. "WellTammi, we have decided after really looking into your background that weare going to grant you an interview. I've send a letter of instructionsto your house and my office has scheduled for your interview. Good luckto you." Thank you so much sir," said Tommy, shaking Mr. Stuben's hand. "Youwon't be disappointed sir." I hope not, and I'll be observing your performances," said Mr. Stuben."By the way, I think some of the pictures in your timeline were verytasteful. I can honestly say.