We both either walked, took the bus or road a bike. Picture a couple of guys with tattoos and piercings wearing tight jeans and colored pocket t-shirt...s add to that Nike sneakers as well.But we were happy as long as we got high once a day and 'hung out'. We hung out at Mike's in his sister's basement. We would 'burn one' and watch some porn together. Therein lay the rub, if you will. Mike was straight and I was 'kind of gay'. That was the term I used, it meant that I had never tried it with a. The buttons flew across the room but Brock didn't look for them. This bra didn't have flowers on it. It was lacy and very transparent. Brock could see the top of Meredith's nipples through the top of the fabric. He gulped involuntarily."Do you remember our rules?" Meredith asked.Brock smiled at the memory."I do," he said."Good," she said. "Now forget them. I don't think I want to go, uh, well..."She trailed off, blushing."We'll go as far as you want and no further," Brock said. "But I think we. The chaperones frowned at us, but we were not that over the top, so they couldn't really say anything. Our friends, on the other hand, had a lot to say. Luckily, most if it was complimentary, some of it even envious.The night was going really well. I danced with a ton of guys, and talked to all my friends. The only downside was that Jeff seemed to be withdrawn. He was happy when we danced together and laughed with our friends, but he always seemed just a bit distant. Later in the evening, I. Even the old woman, who had been here several times previously, was not unaffected by the ominous sense of dark power. Shadows seemed deeper and blacker then they should. An unaccountable damp coolness to the air surrounded the structure."Now don't be alarmed, Dearie," encouraged Mary, noticing the fear and trepidation returning to the face of her traveling companion. "It's huge, but you'll only be taking care of certain portions of it." It's not that," the girl responded, "It just seems so....