We started kissing, and seeing that nobody else was around I spent the next 10 minutes showing her what her boyfriend did know about handjobs. But in ...iving them to his girlfriend.The convention in Santa Monica was not a big affair. Holly was on vacation that week with her family, and Keith said he didn’t feel like going without her. So it was just Linda, Mandy, Peggy, and myself. All 3 of them were in tan pleated skirts and white blouses, courtesy of Peggy’s large stash of outfits from her old. "You pretty much have to do whatever I ask, don’t you now. That is assuming you want to avoid the embarrassment of having to go back to your campsite and share the sordid little details of what you were up to in here, wouldn't you?" Once again my voice faltered, "Yes, Mame, please, please, anything," I pleaded. At that particular moment I would have indeed done almost anything to get out of what would most surely prove to be the most embarrassing moment of my life. Never in my wildest dreams. Even I noticed that my speech was slurred. "You know you probably should name a wing of the hospital for me. I'm here so much." Senorita Rose, how are you?" Carlos asked."I'm going to be fine Carlos don't worry. I am harder to kill than this," I suggested just before I fell asleep. I was barely able to add, "Don't worry this is not your fault. It's all on me."The next time I woke up Buddy was in the room. "How the fuck did you know I was here" I asked. I was beginning to sound like the people I. I told her to undress and get in the soaker tub and I would bring her a Cesar salad. She kissed me and said she was glad to be home and would relish a soak in the tub with this wonderful wine. I had another bottle chilling in a champagne bucket next to the tub. She walked up the stairs sipping wine and I could hear her saying hello to each of the girls, who were all in their rooms studying. I continued into the kitchen and made a nice Caesar dressing, with just the hint of anchovy and home.