I did not think that I had a chance with this girl but because she had given me a nice smile when we made eye contact I had the bartender give her her... next beer and tell her it was from me. She turned and smiled and said thanks and then turned back away to her drink. Oh well, nothing ventured nothing gained and I enjoyed the smiles from a pretty girl. After a few minutes I had to piss so I got up and headed to the back, to the men's room. As the door was closing behind me it opened again and. Her computer, I mean.”“That’s so funny. Like you’re talking about fixing her pussy for her.”“Does her pussy need fixing too?”“Hawley, stop playing like you’re a Dumb-Shit. If we’re going to be best friends, we need to be honest with each other.”“Yeah, and I like the idea of being your best friend. You’ll be my first best friend ever, other than Mom.”“I guess my sister, Sheila was my first best friend. We’re still best friends and I love her so much. My dad’s OK, but he walks around with his. There was a customer in the chair and he waited on the walkway outside leaning against the solid wood of the log siding. These town structures were built to last and were not of the thin split rail type used in the transient mining towns that closed up faster than they were opened without a single excuse for played out veins of gold, silver or other interesting ores that would bring a nice price on the Saint Louis market.As he lit up one of Maria’s tiny black Mexican cigars, he watched a. There had never been any real trouble at the Saturday night socials in all the years they’d had them. The most that ever came about was a gripe when someone bumped another couple too roughly as they had a good time kicking up their heels. Nearly everyone knew everyone else and the younger generation who went to school, knew each other and got along well.As the younger ones grew older and showed more responsibility, they were allowed to attend the dance socials without their parents on the.