.." Enough!" Barb stops her. "He's uh whore. I got it." I am not uh whore." I was not in the mood to discuss the merits of my past sexual conquests. "...a'll act like I did 'em all in the same night." You didn't?" Barb teases. "Oh relax. I'm sure if you treated them the way you treated me, they were all very happy." If that were true, I'd still be with one of 'em." I groused."So why aren't you?" Barb prodded."Missy..." I pause. It still bugged me that I gave her a ring and she gave it back.. There were always two ways of looking at things. Right now it was best to go the way that required the least thinking.Jared hung the key around his neck, gripped the handcuffs and made for the door. His resurgent lust was making all the decisions now and that was how it should be. Life was too short for anything else.Inside the room all windows were heavily draped and the lighting low. The centrepiece was a huge bed with a dark wooden frame and heavy velvet bedspreads. More striking however. ______________________________________________ Meanwhile, back at the campsite, I popped a good load all over one of my mags of a bunch of guys gangbanging this chick, reaming her cunt and ass and mouth with all their cocks, which really got me off as it usually does. Not long after I finished, Ranger Harris returned with Mikey and stopped the car. Mikey got out and closed the door. Ranger Harris looked at me and gave a nod of agreement and I gave him one back. He then drove off to leave me. No wonder his t-shirt was so frayed. As the boys ate, we made small talk. Ted found beer in the fridge and the two of them laughed about the ride. The pie was a hit. Steve said he hadn't had homemade apple pie since he left home 4 years earlier. Ted asked if he had never gone home. Steve answered, "To what? A drunk for a father who beat my mother and a mother who wouldn't leave?" With that Steve grew silent. Ted suggested that we wash up. I simple said, "Thank God for Kitchen-Aid!" .