Not really. I don’t dream as vividly as this happened. Boy sits on top of picnic table, feet on the seat, at dwindling party. It’s very dark as the bonfire is quickly burning down. At the end of a different table 3 feet away, also sitting on the top, is a girl. They greet each other with “Hey.” and “Hello.” They can’t really see each other well. I talked a little with passers by over time,
but she seemed not to know anyone. During a pause in traffic she asked what I was drinking. “Rum and Mt. Dew.” She must have considered that because she said, “That sounds odd. May I have a sip?” I moved beside her on her table. She had a test sip. “Holy cow you’ve got ice!” Then she took a drink. “I’m pretty thirsty too and there is nothing really left to drink around here.” We were well met. She told me she was “Diane.” She asked if I had a smoke. Turns out she was a 19 year old runaway since about 20 hours ago and was thinking of crashing in a knockdown shed that she found… when this party showed up. She was just friendly, got a couple hot dogs and a few beers, cigarettes and pot. And here we were. When she thought that I was nice enough and trustworthy she agreed. It would be much for her to stay at my place than stay out here.
Spoiled very fine little rich girl. Very naieve s******* but for a few days I brought her sweeeet little body up to speed while she stayed with me. I got her home without them fighting by nailing her and her
virgin 17 year old sister many times.
