<strong>NAME:</strong>Damian Clarke<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Blue jeans with mustard fade, white soviet shoes and a red quicksilver t-shirt<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 9th<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>After 10pm<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Caulton Residence To Henderson Farm<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Finally some partying and bonding<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong>What ever is in the background<br/><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Gwynn, Miriam, Megan, and Jeremiah<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/00/9c/99/009c992d3ac17eb1c99d141003d8fe3c.jpg)</div>Damian gave a small grin to Gwynn as he say her already putting the helmet on. He loved when she drove with him, it was close, far more intimate than driving in a car and that was the reason he loved the bike. Nothing beat the feeling of driving at speeds he knew he probably shouldn't through the streets, weaving between traffic, the adrenaline rush was incomparable to driving a car, no matter what speed you were doing in that car. Well the feeling of excitement was only amplified by the feeling of Gwynn pressing against his back, her hands holding onto his midriff as they went.<br/><br/>When he drove with her however, he never drove like he did when he was alone on the bike, he accelerated gradually, driving within the speed limit at all times and never really weaving between the traffic. It was one thing for him to do it by himself, if he got injured it was his own stupidity but it was not fair to drive like that with a passenger. He didn't think he could ever live with himself if something happened to Gwynn because of his driving. He quickly slipped on his helmet, hopping onto the bike, straddling it. He leaned it over so it was easy for Gwynn to hop on without stretching her legs too far. Waiting until he felt her arms firmly wrapped around him, her feet resting on the back foot pegs before starting the bike, the vibrations and grumble of the bike could be heard and felt instantly. Pulling away slowly and following a few of the other cars to the farm party.<br/><br/>As they arrived the atmosphere at this party was completely different, it was more festive, more laid back, people were all looking to have fun with what ever substance they wanted. Damian laughed as Megan pulled the women to the dance floor, watching as the three of them, Gwynn, Megan and Miriam, danced together. His eyes followed them, a smile crossing his face as he watch Gwynn dance, she really was something else, her body moved in perfect rhythm, making anyone else who danced near her look like they had 2 left feet. Damian even took dance classes for the prom and formal just so he could kind of keep up with her, something he had never told her... or anyone on for that matter. If Benny ever got word of that, he could only imagine the ammunition that would provide him with.<br/><br/>After some time of watching, Damian put his arm around Jeremiah's shoulders, he picked up on the ''code'' Miriam had given for the weed, ''Let's go get some drinks and food and then we will come back for the ladies.'' Damian suggested, deciding to let the girls have some time to let their hair down, they had seen enough testosterone fuel entertainment from the previous party. Damian stepped onto the dance floor briefly, addressing all the ladies, ''We will be right back, going to get some beers and food for everyone and then we will sneak off.'' he said, giving them all a quick smile.<br/><br/>They left the dance floor, the sound of music filled the area, it was  a much better place than the Cauldon house party that was for sure. Damian scooped up a couple of beer on their walk to the barn, handing one over to Jeremiah. ''How's everything going with you man? Have you spoken with Miriam about plans after all this partying is done?'' he asked, knowing how much Jeremiah had been worrying about that, putting off the talking for as long as he could. Damian cracked open the beer, taking a deep sip, the first alcoholic thing he had drunk all day and it was amazing, finally they could all let their hair down.