By the time he had finished, people were emerging from the tents and moving toward the square. Some slipped into the latrines, all at least went past ...he well and its trough to dip their hands and arms into water that they rubbed on their faces and necks before prayer. Several of the men rolled prayer rugs out and stood behind them as they formed lines facing east. One of the men — Pru assumed he was the leader — took a stance in front of the rest: the imam's position. The rows of men formed. Some times a story was told of some foolish thing one of the men had done and a lot of intimate details of what went on in their bed rooms got spilled.The men were just as bad at the Wednesday night poker game.There were eight couples of us that got really close. We were kind of like a family.Twice a month we would party at some ones house. Some houses had three car carports some had two car garages in a basement. That was where the party would be. Every one brought what ever they wanted to. If I understood it correctly the first vapor contained the highest percentage of alcohol. It became less and less alcohol and more water as it boiled. It was going to require some trial and error to figure out exactly how to do it. I could really use the advice of a real moonshiner. The notes were fine, but talking to someone would be much better.I couldn't leave the house all day. Every ten minutes I had the urge to sit on the toilet and it was undeniable. Since that was the case I ordered. Devlin finally peeled off her tee-shirt and tossed it on a pile of laundry to be done. She loaded the washer while Sue nursed Cindy. Danny came up behind her, running his hands over her body. She could feel his half-hard cock pressing against her bottom. His hands slid up her front to cup her breasts while he kissed the back of her neck."As soon as you're finished, come back upstairs," he whispered.She looked at him as he walked away. His cock was pushing out the front of his sweatpants. She.