"Come on in. I'll be ready in a few. I'm not sure if Svetlana is finished yet."Svetlana? Who the hell is Svetlana? I knew Mike had a never-ending supp...y of lady friends, but I didn't remember him mentioning this one. I sat down in his living room to wait. A few minutes later Mike came back accompanied by a young lady that I assumed must be the mysterious Svetlana. There wasn't anything unusual about seeing a woman leaving Mike's bedroom, but there were a few things that made this girl stand. He had been a considerate man, he had taken whatever I had given him as a gift he did not deserve. I remembered lying in his arms, him telling me of the little boy he had fathered, but only saw rarely, growing up in another family but still looking forward to his daddy's visits. I wept.We were sombre, shaken deeply. Not only had Clonk passed away, but also this had been a direct, deliberate assault on our camp, and that woman, an assassin of the highest skill, according to the men, had embarked. “Tell me about it.” I said as she wound down.“It’s so hard, sometimes ... I’m a nice person, really I am...” I nodded and hugged her close when she looked up for confirmation.“I mean, I’ve tried to be good, but I just end up being a ‘turd magnet’. If there is an abusive, mean, nasty man within fifty miles of me, not only will they find me, but I’ll end up dating them. Shit! I used to hate myself, but really that didn’t accomplish much now, did it?” Beth looked so hurt, I had to kiss her.“Look,”. There was about eight of us. We wernt a gang or any of that shit. We were just all around the same age and into the same thing. So anyways. One day after college i went to our base to see if ne one was about. I arrived to find "paul" the newest , and to be honest campest member of our group, there on his own. Apparently everyone else had gone home to a free party. He had a bottle of vodka and i had a load of grass so we decided to chill for a bit. After a few shots and a few smokes "paul".