Dad then read a page from Dad has just plugged me into the wall socket next to the aquarium with the extension cord from the basement and I am now making my first trip out of the house with the recorder strapped into my scout pack. I'm going to try and reach Lewis and warn him of his brother, though I must try not to attract too much attention. I believe the sound I just heard was Lewis's plane hitting the street sign.
Mom is now opening the door, I'm stepping through, and am now on the porch. . . . I've tangled with Lewis's brother before and . . . A BB just hit our mailbox, I'm almost to the porch . . . Believe the extension cord has some severe limitations.
He is the owner of Cooper's Offset Printing on Germantown Road.
I bought three with the money my grandmother sent, which she thinks I am putting aside for college.
When they gave me the tape recorder last night, Dad put the microphone in my hand and looked at me very seriously and said that this was the future and that he and everything he represents was a dinosaur. In the street Lewis Nordine is flying a model airplane on a set of control lines.
I asked Mom what he meant and she said it was the eggnog. just me, the recorder, and the extension cord, which I will call the tether of life. Looking around from this position, I can see almost the entire street. Unknown to him, his big brother Jim appears to be shooting at the plane with a BB gun from their attic window.
I would like to be able to find friends that unstand the friends with benefits situation and also the importance of discretetion.
I love the sexual tension of a new friendship, the seduction, those first touches, kisses, waiting to see where it all may lead too.