Young blood Runs the Hottest
It was Friday night. The weekend. Most people were excited to have thesegolden days arrive, but they didn't mean much to me. I had no plans -again. The weather was supposed to be fairly decent and I was thinkingit might be a good time to work in the yard to prepare it for theupcoming summer.Sitting there in front of the television, I was staring mindlessly atthe countless images that flashed in front of my eyes. Eventually Ideciding it was too nice a night to be sitting inside so I grabbed...