They built a few rental cabins around the shoreline. It isn't primitive, since they have electricity and running water. Still it was a nice rustic (i..... no phone and no TV) getaway from the city. Shelley and I took both girls there a few times when we first became a family. By last summer however, Shelley wanted no part of it. "I never really liked all the dirt and grime of a camping trip," she said. "I only did it to 'bond' with you. You and Billie can go knock yourselves out. I don't. I put on my pants then reached for a bra, leggings and a dress that would have been considerably short for my sister who is roughly 15cm shorter than me. I tossed her clothes into my bag and then we were off.After dropping my sister off, I headed straight to campus. It was quite, as i had suspected with few students s**ttered few and far between. I sorted out all the academic priorities I had, then proceeded to a spot (F-block) at which my friends and i usually light up some Mary Jane. I. "I like this costume better." The kid looked down at the outfit he was in, then frowned, embarrassed. "It was Caitlyn's idea." "So, who's she? Your girlfriend, kid?" "No, she's a manipulative brat, who thinks she can get what she wants because her dad owns the town," he said, going to the other bunk, and pulling the blanket from it. "Is it just you she likes to see show his muscles?" the NCO said, lying back on his bunk. Jim wrapped the blanket around himself. "She's the 'creative-type'. You. It was a double edged dagger to tell you or lie to you. Please hear me out." I said to her without touching her.I was sure if I tried to even touch her arm she would have pulled away.Her temper got the best of her as she stood and faced me."At least tell me that is wasn't some tramp or whore you picked up somewhere, or you let pick YOU up. Tell me it was someone you knew. Have a little ethics, I hope. How could I ever think that ONE of your species might think with his big head rather than his.