“Noddy is just fine,” he answered.“Well, Noddy, my partner and I are keen gardeners, and I would like to around if I may.”“Sure… What’s ...your partners’ name?” he asked with an air of anticipation.“Peter. By the way, I’m Ken,” I replied.My revelation acted like a green light for him. From here on, the look on Noddy’s face took on a distinct air of salaciousness as his eyes yo-yoed between my head and my crotch.“Well, Ken, let me show you around,” he answered in a seductive voice laced with. .. three joints of some far-out shit from Bill!!!" Well what are you waiting for, light it up before Bobby comes home. You know how he gets when he's all stoned."As Greg and Peter were getting high, Marsha and Cindy came walking through the front door. "I told you Cindy that it's going to hurt a little bit the first time, but look how much money you made."I know, but don't you think Sam's a bit too old?!?... and what would Alice say if she finds out?!?Oh... don't worry about it. Hey, let's go. .Trace could have just shaken her head but she liked practicing herEnglish with Rusty around. The old man never seemed to judge her whenshe'd mess up or ask where her accent was from. "Would be better if youdid not do."Rusty nodded and put the cap back on the square bottle. There was so muchmore artistry to drinking here. The bottles back home were just bottles.Here the bottles were all sorts of shapes, colors, and sizes. "Just letme know if you want more later." He turned and started to walk. Halfway through the second dozen, the first of the welts on Ballard’s back broke open. From this point on, every hit was followed by an agonised scream from the delinquent. At one point, he lost the leather strap between his teeth and Thomas ordered a pause, allowing the bosun to put the strap back between Ballard’s teeth. Once the fourth dozen was delivered, Ballard’s back was a mess of criss-crossing, bleeding welts, and he was carried below and into the sickbay. The deck was hosed clean and.