Har har. Yeah, I dipped into the Camden pool a few times. ++++++ I’d been dating a Peace girl, Kara, for a few months. We’d progressed from casual...to semi-serious to serious to sexual, all within six weeks. I’d used protection, all but the couple of times she told me she’d just finished her period, and should be safe. We continued seeing one another for another month or so, Spring mid-terms had separated us for a bit, after which I thought we’d resume our relationship. Well, no. I didn’t hear. She would finally be able to pay back Leslie for initiating her.We´ll never know whether it was her clearvoyancy, her dedication or her love for Leaslie, or perhaps all three. But it all happened as she had wished, spontaneously. She didn´t need any tricks or strategy to seduce young shy Connie. It happened by itself, only a few hours after picking her up from airport.Leslie had gone out for her daily training rounds. She was still the main medal winner of the athletic team in all seven. There were lots of others, Andersons, Pooles, Parkins, the list was long, and they were 'family', but they weren't really McKessons. Some of the greats were really great-greats, but I didn't like to bother with keeping track that close. Family is family, and so was near-family.In that soup of family and near-family, the search for a place for me shouldn't have been all that big a deal. I was Skye Elizabeth McKesson, acknowledged granddaughter of Dave McKesson. My name was spelled with an E on. "You have a large amount of debt, few assets, and therefore very fewoptions," replied Mark.James nodded."I've been looking for a better job, but the economy is ... well, youknow," explained James. "My family is on the other coast, and besides,they wouldn't help me anyway."Mark closed the file."Yes, we deal with the consequences all the time," said Mark.James shifted nervously in his seat."Is there anything you can do to help me?" asked James. "I'm just aboutout of options. At this point, I.