He’d been called Candy Pants almost from his first day at Matucket Plains, but if you think it was a play on his middle name (Caniday - ‘Candy’)... you’re wrong. No, it was because on his first day in school he decided to eat a Hershey bar in class, and when the teacher, Mrs. Morris, turned around, he stuffed it in his pants pocket. He couldn’t finish it, and by the time he could, it had melted, and he had chocolate all over his pants. He was known as Candy Pants since that first day.I don’t think. My aunts lived there but one died and the other moved to a home. So my mother moved my older brother and me into the house." This was the longest string of words she'd said to me. But I was dumbstruck. She lived in the haunted house? I had dozens of questions, most of which I couldn't ask."Interesting", was all I managed."Yeah, another reason I'm the weird girl. I suppose now you'll avoid me too?" No, no you're ok. We're just a couple of regular kids trying to get by." You can come visit. I met a small group of older swingers through an online forum that promoted gatherings of like-minded couples and select adults. After exchanging a few pictures and a nice phone conversation with the party host, I accepted an invitation to attend a hotel party on a cool winter weekend evening.The anticipation of attending a group party built throughout the day and a long work out, and a few drinks at a nearby pub helped stave off the excitement of enjoying a fun night of sexual activity.At the. If not for Dr. Peter Fuckenstein being at the right moment and the right time Bob would have been hung on the spot. Bob feeling that his luck would be turning around was very gracious at the poor cell given to him. He received decent food and drink every day since arriving at the doctors. He would be the perfect test subject of the doctors sooner or later.If the world only knew of the things being done in the old lighthouse…“Doctor!” Janice screams down below in front of the levers of the.