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It was a rather balmy eve, part of a nice stretch of renewed October warmth that once upon a time was referred to as a not-so-politically-correct Indian summer. scale this is even better than when belladonna ass were kids! Amy laughed in my direction. Perhaps the start of the last year of school had stirred in us a longing for the simpler days of childhood. We were nearing the end of our neighborhood, the comfortable suburban sprawl where belladonna ass had grown up as next-door neighbors. You wanna keep going on the road toward town?I dunno, I said. Whatever the cause of our setting out on this All Hallow's Eve, Amy and I found ourselves having the time of our lives. Perhaps it was the dare from a few of our friends from school. Unlike many Halloween evenings in our past, there was no rain and no chilly autumn wind.