This should do it." I quickly swallowed the pills as she put them in my mouth, and took the offered drink to wash it down. I almost spit it back out. ...That's alcohol!" I accused."Yeah. So?" was her intelligent and logical reply. "I heard you didn't sleep well last night, and I know alcohol helps with the pain, so I thought..." She didn't finish the sentence, and I felt guilty for snapping at her, so quickly downed the rest. This was only my second time drinking, ever, and she had poured a whole. We'd lost about three hours, but now we were back on good roads and could make time.In Columbia City, I saw the first detour sign. An hour later (which should have taken fifteen minutes), we stopped in Warsaw for gas. The attendant said the construction went forty more miles, clear past Plymouth.I got back in the car. I was bushed. We didn't make it five miles before there was another detour. I swung wide to let a truck behind me go on. I hate it when a big truck is right on your ass."You want. “No, the guy that checked us in said that they are right on the beach and years ago, the tide would come in this far and the water would go right under the little houses. So, remember that there is no electricity in the cabins and there are lanterns in the cabin for when it gets dark. Oh and everything is done with gas that is piped into the cabins from underground pipes into the stove for cooking and the water heater for showers.”Ok, I know that we have gone camping and have really roughed it. “Tomorrow if I get enough donation, everything will be well lit,” she said, “but I have school tomorrow so goodnight.” That girl had a future in business I decided. I wanted to text her back, ask her for a private show, but I felt like I had come across as slightly pathetic earlier. She probably needed a break from me too. I still couldn’t sleep. I pulled up the video I had made on my phone of me fucking Kana’s pussy and leaving a messy creampie. I had made the video after a night of too many.