“I’m not kidding,” Marcie said. “$100 and proof that they don’t have any STDs, would be all you would need!”Thinking of it for a couple of...minutes, I said “Why not Mary -- we need the cash since dad has probably already cut off my Visa card access?”“How soon do you want me to get some girls here?” Marcie said.“That would be my sister’s decision, not mine!” I said.“Would tomorrow afternoon at 4 o’clock be soon enough?” she asked her best friend.“We do need to make them think that they are each. After about an hour or so, I heard my door open and when I looked up, there stood Carl! He motioned for me to follow him and I did, hoping that we could have some fun like we did the night before. He led me outside and we walked down this dirt road that led to the camp, we took a little path just off the road that led to a small shack that I didn't know was there. He opened the door and inside were the two boys that I had seen sucking each other off earlier! I was kinda shocked and curios at. By him, I mean Zac, a boy I have a huge crush on. He is about 6’3, he has brown hair and dreamy blue eyes, and a skinny frame, although he wasn’t skinny, he was more average, but far from obese or anything. He played guitar in a band called the Headlock Horrors with my friend’s bf Alex and a couple of other guys, and cricket on weekends, so he never really went to parties, as he was either at gigs or playing cricket. I needed something from a class be both have, so I decided to approach him.“Hi. ”“General Hansen, you now answer to me. I am your boss. I am John Taylor the elected President of the United States. I define myself as one of those proper channels. We just had a major battle out here. So, forgive me if I do not have any patience left. You will open that door and treat us as your most respected quests. Understood?” John was a bit angry. Mary turned around and looked at him and smiled. John closed his eyes and shook his head. He didn’t want to start laughing. He knew in sales.