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There was this pretty, young girl (14-15) and she lived in a house across the street from my old highschool. My friend George, some other guy, and I were spending the night at her house. She had one of her chick friends over too. We laid under our own individual blankets, watching t.v.

The next day, my guy friends and I went out into the kitchen to get something to eat. The girl's parents were out there and I could tell they were uncomfortable with guys around their daughter like this. They called us into their second livingroom and talked to us about giving their daughter space and respect (which I did not think was necessary, but I still showed respect). After we accepted their rules they gave us breakfast. I got a potato and tomatoes. By the time I got back to the room, my potatoes had gotten mixed with my tomatoes... I didn't taste good, but I powered through half of it.

Later I had another talk with the girl's parents, this time about leaving today. They said they couldn't pay to have so many kids over for two days. So I told my guy friends about it. We were in the girl's room and faced a window that over looked most of the city, since the house was on a hill. My friend George said we would have to find somewhere else to spend the rest of the weekend, since it was Saturday, in a serious tone.