I asked him, "What are you doing?"He said "I thought I'd better keep an eye on you".I thought at the time that it was a little weird , but looking bac..., I realize that it was very caring gesture. He probably thought I was so blitzed that I might drown or something. Anyway, we ambled up the hill to the cabin to join the other guys. When we got there, it seemed that the cold water was too much for Mike and Bob, they had passed out. So, my buddy and I talked for a while.We sat in the main room. He rose to his feet, turned, and headed for the bedroom. "Don't you walk away from me!" I barked. "Where do you think you aregoing?" To pack," he replied quietly."So, Mister 'I will fight for your love'," I chided, "Mister 'I won't gowillingly'; those were all lies, too?" We've had our fight," he responded with maddening calm. "Now I'mleaving."I ran towards him, planting myself between him and the door."Give me one good reason," I commanded."For?" he asked."Allowing you to stay," I finished.He. ”“Yeah,” Kathy said. “There’s something about another girl watching . . .”“Not just watching.” Bobby unfastened her skirt and let it fall, thenstepped out of her thong. Her protruding pussy lips were clearly visiblethrough her sparse black pubic hair. “We’ve got better things to do.”“Lots.” Kathy took off her own skirt and thong. A thick pelt of light brownpubic hair hid her neat little slit.“You two are so. . And heal it when it’s sick.This is true. For marriage ... And old cars ... And children with bad report cards ... And dogs with bad hips ... And aging parents ... And grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it. Some things we keep. Like a best friend that moved away or a classmate we grew up with.There are just some things that make life important, like people we know who are special ... And so, we keep them close!I received this from someone who thinks I am.