” I gave her directions to my place out in the country as we were leaving the airport. We made small talk as we drove. I knew she lived near her uni...ersity with a roommate to help with the expenses but didn’t know much else about her. To get to know her better I asked, “Since your family is in West Texas, what do you do for fun in the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex?” She replied, “I go home on some weekends but mostly hang out with girlfriends or party on the town.” “No boyfriend”, I quickly. We returned to the canoes."What did you find?" Justin asked."The campsite is kind of small compared to yesterday. I think we can fit our four tents in, but they will be really close together." Katie said. Will smiled when Katie said that."The latrine is up the hill. It's just like yesterdays. A box with a lid." I offered."This campsite is probably the best we'll find. It is on a point where we should get more wind. That will help keep the mosquitoes away. The other campsites at this end of the. I cannot clearly remember how we came to lie on the chesterfield, butit must have been a natural sequel to the excitement I felt at thecloseness of our bodies and the caress of Irene's hand on my back. Myexcitement rose as she graduated from light kisses to deeper probingswith her tongue.Her hands passed over my breasts and down over my thighs while myprotests became weaker and weaker. My will to resist had completelydisappeared by the time she opened the zipper of my new skirt anddeftly. Women who hate men are capable of terrible things. A man who trusts such a woman is endangering not only himself but everything which he holds dear. Why risk it all over the wrong woman? For that matter, is there a right woman? I got my doubts about that one, folks. In every class I attended in college, female students agreed one hundred percent with man-hating feminist professors who blamed men for every wrong thing under the sun. I notice that and it frightens me. Other young college men seem.