Adult Blogs: 8TH STREET LATINAS stumbled into the kitchen and grabbed a beer out of the fridge. I could barely stand; I didn't know if it was from all the sex, all the alcohol, all the pot, or the fact that it was almost morning and I hadn't passed out already. She followed me in there, taking the beer out of my hand and setting it down. "Come on¡K" she said, taking my arm and leading me out of the kitchen, "We've had sex together, but we've never slept together. And I think it's time we do."