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Martha sits down with a Bud and bums a cigarette. Her cherub face is framed by a starched bonnet, her squat figure submerged in a dowdy dress. As Akon sings about slapping gyrating butts, Tina and Martha lip-synch, bouncing their bonnets to the beat. A drunk lady with a crunchy perm dances toward Martha. She grabs Martha's hands, trying to drag her onto the dance floor, which is little more than a space between tables.

The drunk perm dances back to her friends and knocks down a quick shot before playfully grinding her hips along a man's thigh. The smirk on Tina's face is a mixture of amusement and disgust. The way she climbs up and down them poles, lookin' like one of them Pretty Cat Dolls , she lip-synchs.

Twister's is Tina's favorite hangout. It's hidden on an unlit, tree-lined road, tucked inside the Dutch Country Restaurant in Middlefield. To get to the bar, you're whisked through a maze of families polishing off platters of gravy and dumplings under intense fluorescent lighting.

But the shoe-box tavern is a different world. Twentysomethings gulp beers and shots with names like "Redheaded Slut. For Tina, who comes here almost every weekend, Twister's is everything her life isn't. Though her house looks like any other vinyl-sided suburban home, inside there's no internet, no flat-screen, no electricity.

She lives by gas lamp, sewing her own dresses and hitching buggies in the snow. For the first several years of her life, Tina, the youngest of seven children, spoke only Pennsylvania Dutch, a slow, lilting language that sounds more like an ancient Norse dialect than modern German. She didn't learn English until she entered school, graduating by the eighth grade -- as all Amish do -- to begin working as a babysitter. When she turned 17, she started her rumspringa -- the Amish rite of passage in which young adults are allowed to dabble in the indiscretions of our world before officially joining the church.

Some people just drink Coke and play volleyball. At her first party, she didn't drink. She was already intoxicated by the chatter, the shiny silver kegs, the smoke of the bonfire and cigarettes, the dizzy dancing. It was her first real encounter with Yanks. She found them fascinating. Their lives appeared woven of a more breathable fabric, free from the constraints of overbearing parents and ankle-length dresses. No one bothering them about where they're going.

She quickly grew a tiny collection of T-shirts and eye shadow, learning to drink by the six-pack until dawn and memorizing Eminem's entire discography. She even bought a cell phone, which her parents still don't know about. Though the rules of rumspringa allow Tina to indulge in all of this, her parents still don't want these things around the house.

This was made infinitely clear when her mom caught her sneaking in after a late night of partying. But there was little her mother could do. As long as Tina was still in rumspringa, she couldn't be shunned for breaking the rules -- a consequence saved for those who have already joined the church.

For a while Tina dated a Yank. She cared for him so much, she thought about leaving the Amish. But if she did, her parents warned, the family would never speak to her again.

Tina called off the relationship. When Tina was 20, she considered joining the church, but quickly realized it wasn't for her. I like going to parties. I just like being around people and talking with them. Tina decided to stretch out her rumspringa for as long as she could. Since there is no cutoff age, she plans to join the church when she's either sick of partying or tired of being nagged by her parents.

But these days, she expresses little interest in relationships and rarely dresses like a Yank -- unless she's going to a concert or an amusement park, where the ogling is infinitely worse. Her interest in Yank ways, however, has expanded beyond keggers and midriffs. She'd like to go to college and become a nurse. She knows of one Amish woman who did just that, but when she finally joined the church, she gave it up.

Her life's path is based entirely on such precedents. She does things, she often says, because "that's just how it's done. When asked why she doesn't leave the Amish -- what they refer to as "Yanking off" -- Tina shrugs. On a rainy winter evening, Tina sucks down Smirnoff Ice in an empty diner on the outskirts of Middlefield.

She's joined by Locher and her friend June. June is Tina's partner in crime -- a ruddy-cheeked year-old with a devilish giggle.

She is lapping everyone by at least two Buds, not including the one she spilled on Locher's lap. June started her rumspringa when she was She has already joined the church. But that hasn't kept her from closing down the bar on Saturday nights. She doesn't fear being shunned over a couple of Miller Lights. The women make clear that their church is not as puritanical as outsiders perceive. Tina's is simply a group of about 15 families who take turns hosting Sunday services -- a community of sustained tradition, uncluttered by modern conveniences.

Their isolation has more to do with preserving the old ways than any real disdain for Yanks. In Middlefield, there are dozens of these churches. Each has its own pastor and its own views. In June's church, it's up to each family to decide how to deal with disobedience. Locher is one of the few Yanks who understand the subtle variances of their world. He dated an Amish girl -- a stunningly slender blonde from a family of eight children.

She was sincere and grounded -- so different from the other girls Locher had dated. She peaked his interest in the ways of the Amish. So Locher paid a visit to her pastor, hoping to sort out fact from fiction. I really respect that. The pastor revealed that his oldest son had left the church to marry a Yank. He decided not to shun his son. His only rule is that his son must dress Amish when he comes to visit. Though he stopped seeing the girl, Locher still toys with the idea of becoming Amish.

A few Yanks have joined the Amish, but it's rare. On the other hand, many Amish have left their communities, seduced by a Yankee soul mate or the chance to own a car. Some are shunned forever. Others return like prodigal sons. And there are those capable of navigating both worlds, like June's uncle, who left the Amish long ago. Like many Amish teens, June thought about following her uncle. Her family is smitten with the choice, even if it means she still bends the rules a bit. A male and a female were playing good naturedly, wrestling much like the kids in the back yard except swinging from the old firehoses that double as vines and landing in the straw while doing it the orangutans - I don't have straw for the kids to land on.

So we're watching their antics for a long while. There's a young woman there and then two teenage girls walk in and everyone's laughing and being amused. Then the female orangutan lowers her head down into the lap of the seated male. For a second or two I thought, "Ha, it looks like she's I'm not a prude by any stretch of the imagination, but I did think, "Oh my!

The female then immediately sat on his now aroused member and went into seated sex with him, followed immediately by her getting up and bending over and him performing orally on her from behind.

In the span of less time than it took for me to throw the water bottles into the bag, put the shoes back on my 3 year old, put my pack on my back and herd the girls away from the exhibit - and believe me we're talking record breaking time if they kept track of such records, maybe seconds at tops - the orangutan couple has had sex in like five different positions. Not five variations of one position, but five completely different positions.

The teens and the other young woman are laughing hysterically as is a blushing Ms. As I said, I don't think I'm a prude and I'm sure the girls have seen the goats on their grandfather's farm "doing it. Sure they need to learn all about sex one day, but that day should come when their mother can sit down and talk with them while I'm away for a month-long business trip. It shouldn't come from two amazingly fast performing orangutans.

I like going to parties. I just like being around people and talking with them. Tina decided to stretch out her rumspringa for as long as she could. Since there is no cutoff age, she plans to join the church when she's either sick of partying or tired of being nagged by her parents.

But these days, she expresses little interest in relationships and rarely dresses like a Yank -- unless she's going to a concert or an amusement park, where the ogling is infinitely worse. Her interest in Yank ways, however, has expanded beyond keggers and midriffs. She'd like to go to college and become a nurse.

She knows of one Amish woman who did just that, but when she finally joined the church, she gave it up. Her life's path is based entirely on such precedents. She does things, she often says, because "that's just how it's done.

When asked why she doesn't leave the Amish -- what they refer to as "Yanking off" -- Tina shrugs. On a rainy winter evening, Tina sucks down Smirnoff Ice in an empty diner on the outskirts of Middlefield.

She's joined by Locher and her friend June. June is Tina's partner in crime -- a ruddy-cheeked year-old with a devilish giggle. She is lapping everyone by at least two Buds, not including the one she spilled on Locher's lap. June started her rumspringa when she was She has already joined the church. But that hasn't kept her from closing down the bar on Saturday nights. She doesn't fear being shunned over a couple of Miller Lights. The women make clear that their church is not as puritanical as outsiders perceive.

Tina's is simply a group of about 15 families who take turns hosting Sunday services -- a community of sustained tradition, uncluttered by modern conveniences. Their isolation has more to do with preserving the old ways than any real disdain for Yanks. In Middlefield, there are dozens of these churches. Each has its own pastor and its own views.

In June's church, it's up to each family to decide how to deal with disobedience. Locher is one of the few Yanks who understand the subtle variances of their world. He dated an Amish girl -- a stunningly slender blonde from a family of eight children. She was sincere and grounded -- so different from the other girls Locher had dated. She peaked his interest in the ways of the Amish.

So Locher paid a visit to her pastor, hoping to sort out fact from fiction. I really respect that. The pastor revealed that his oldest son had left the church to marry a Yank.

He decided not to shun his son. His only rule is that his son must dress Amish when he comes to visit. Though he stopped seeing the girl, Locher still toys with the idea of becoming Amish. A few Yanks have joined the Amish, but it's rare. On the other hand, many Amish have left their communities, seduced by a Yankee soul mate or the chance to own a car. Some are shunned forever.

Others return like prodigal sons. And there are those capable of navigating both worlds, like June's uncle, who left the Amish long ago. Like many Amish teens, June thought about following her uncle. Her family is smitten with the choice, even if it means she still bends the rules a bit. The waitress interrupts, asking if anyone needs anything. June mischievously eyes Tina. While police elsewhere in rural Ohio focus on meth labs and wife-beaters, Middlefield's cops have a curious fetish for busting the Amish.

June was first pinched at She and her friends had killed a six-pack before hopping in a buggy to buy more. They noticed a cop trailing them and stuffed their mouths with Listerine strips just before they were pulled over. It was no use. Everyone was forced to take a field sobriety test. The cop delivered her home. Tina was once cruising around town with her cousins when one accidentally dropped a 12 of Bud into the street.

They were instantly pulled over. Locher wags his head in agreement. These kids will get in their buggies and pass out and just let the horses head home on their own. After four years of dealing with the law, Tina and June are now well practiced in deceiving it. The last time Tina was pulled over, she was riding shotgun, alcohol wafting off her porcelain skin.

Though she wasn't driving, she was forced to take a field test. When she failed to walk a straight line, she invoked her diabetes. Then there was the time she passed out on the side of the road. Next thing she knew, she was waking up in a patch of grass to an officer's flashlight. In , Geauga County Amish leaders asked police to help curb public drinking. Albert, now a Geauga County Commissioner, was happy to take the job.

If an Amish kid walked into Albert's courtroom, he or she could be sure to spend a weekend in jail. Albert says he was simply honoring elders' wishes. Albert's tactics have proven effective.

These days, you'll find few Amish driving buggies home drunk -- and even fewer at the bars. But, for the most part, they're not out at the bars much anymore. Amish guys in straw hats and bowl cuts keep to themselves, playing a video scavenger-hunt game. The rest of the room talks loudly over the Pussycat Dolls and Fergie. Tina and Martha are the only Amish girls to be found. After several hours of drinking, they are the color of fleshy nectarines, ready to mingle.

A glassy-eyed Yank approaches. As Tina recites it, he drunkenly punches in the digits while struggling to keep his balance. He flashes the phone at a friend before turning back to Tina. Then he erases it, making clear that she's nothing more than the punch line. Just the week before, a group of middle-aged men sat next to her, going on about having sex with Amish girls. Tina kept her cool until a bartender told the guys to shut the hell up. I'm not gonna be like them.

The weather was warm, but not too warm, and sunny and the zoo was not too crowded until after 5: We went into the zoo's Think Tank , a permanent exhibit on studying animal behavior and thought patterns and also one of the homes of the orangutans.

A male and a female were playing good naturedly, wrestling much like the kids in the back yard except swinging from the old firehoses that double as vines and landing in the straw while doing it the orangutans - I don't have straw for the kids to land on. So we're watching their antics for a long while. There's a young woman there and then two teenage girls walk in and everyone's laughing and being amused.

Then the female orangutan lowers her head down into the lap of the seated male. For a second or two I thought, "Ha, it looks like she's I'm not a prude by any stretch of the imagination, but I did think, "Oh my! The female then immediately sat on his now aroused member and went into seated sex with him, followed immediately by her getting up and bending over and him performing orally on her from behind.

In the span of less time than it took for me to throw the water bottles into the bag, put the shoes back on my 3 year old, put my pack on my back and herd the girls away from the exhibit - and believe me we're talking record breaking time if they kept track of such records, maybe seconds at tops - the orangutan couple has had sex in like five different positions.

Not five variations of one position, but five completely different positions. The teens and the other young woman are laughing hysterically as is a blushing Ms.

As I said, I don't think I'm a prude and I'm sure the girls have seen the goats on their grandfather's farm "doing it.

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