She’d resisted for awhile, but it wasn’t to last. She gave up fighting her nature some months ago. Her proclivity for seeking out different men to...sate her needs was less than secret now and though she had come to terms with it and accepted it, neither was she entirely proud of it. With a deep breath, Silmaria rose to her feet. She swallowed her grief and instead steeled herself with outrage as she looked once more around the room. The dust, the clutter, the disorganization, she’d never seen. I wondered if he might provide more information."Oh, man." Complained a new boy in the cabin. He set his book aside and looked down from the top bunk. "Are they assigned here?" Get a life." I snapped. Saying that only made me think of the poor boy who almost drowned. I covered my mouth and coughed. My mind was back on the idea that I had only just gotten to camp and already witness a near death. I didn't know what to say about it."Knew it." He grumbled. "You're new here, aren't you? That's. I was going to have an interesting time walking home if I indulged in too many more of these cups. It was around the third glass when the door opened again behind me, sending a shiver down my spine. Mildly irritated I glanced over at the newcomer and briefly locked eyes with the young man. Another shiver went down my back, his smirk was entirely too predatory. Nope. All set thanks. No more one night stands that end with me getting mugged. Nuh-uh. I turned back to my drink, wrapping my hands. Instead of the normal swayback, this horse had a hump! With the last of his failing strength, Bobbie approached the trio. That was the last he remembered until his baby sister came running into his room screaming for him to get up as it was Christmas morning! ‘Bobbie! Bobbie! You got to get up! It’s time to open… WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? YOU LOOK LIKE A RACCOON!’ screamed his sister, Betty Sue. It was then that the events of the previous evening came back to him. The crash, the pain in his head,.