Perhaps raising a little hell or taking a drink was an outlet for the stress of desperation.His one passion was turkey hunting, to which he devoted an...y spare time he could.He had most likely slaughtered over half of the local population of turkeys, as attested by the hundreds of beards he kept as trophies. His skill and obsession with turkey hunting was legendary even beyond the legends told of his rascality.Land ownership and property lines had no meaning or bearing on him when he was hunting. July had just got in from school, today was July’s 16th birthday so July knew it was Sam’s birthday and had brought him a 21st birthday card as a joke because Sam always told everyone he was only 21 but July knew he was really 50 years old. July put her school bags inside her bedroom filled in the card and took it round to Sam’s house letting herself in as she normally did, she walked through the kitchen calling Sam’s name as she did before entering the lounge where she knew Sam would be and. She sat right next to me and said, oh my god, does this feel good. I said it feels like heaven, especially being in here with you. We turned our heads to look at each other, and I just went in for a kiss. I thought she may turn away, but as soon as our lips met, her tongue was in my mouth. We kissed passionately for a long time. Exploring each others tongues, like we used too. I pulled her onto me, so she was straddling me and we continued to kiss, until I started licking down her neck. She. She wanted to get home and do it to herself. She said to herself that every man knows how to eat out a woman, don’t they? She held that notebook in her hands. “Do I take this with me?” she said to nobody in particular. “Should I take this home? I could do it to myself,” and she smiled. “Then I could do it again couldn’t I? Yeah, that’s it. I could do it again and again.” “Umm what’s that?” said her sister who happened to pass by the room. “Do what sis?” Beth Ann, knowing her sister was a.