”“I don’t see what that has to do...”“It was just that you used almost the same words that her roommate used to justify it when they did kis... each other,” Marilyn said, before pausing to take another drink of the wine.“Did it satisfy their curiosity?” Lauren asked.“Well to hear, Renee, tell it,” Marilyn smiled, “her friend came home that night with a very satisfied look on her face.”Now Lauren paused to take a long taste of her wine. The look on her face was one Marilyn knew well. It was a look. “You know I have to be at work tomorrow morning right?” I said with a slightly serious tone. The child like smile ran away from her face as she whimpered. “You’re not spending the night with me?” “I didn’t think you were going to want me to stay the night” I fumbled in disbelief. After thinking about it for a moment and seeing the genuine disappointment on her face I said. “You never wanted me to stay before.” I said looking directly in her eyes. “I don’t want to spend the night alone in this. He smiled gently at her. "That's better. Now just get out of the car." "Where are you taking me?" "Don't ask questions. Just get out of the car.Adele climbed out of the car. She was aware of his eyes looking hotly at the amount of thigh revealed by her sliding skirt as she got out of the car. She quickly tugged her skirt back down into place.He reached inside the car and pulled the hood latch."Well just leave the hood open," he said. "In case anybody who knows you sees the car. They'll think. It occurs in my dad’s pup tent, as you might discern from the title. I include a short epilogue at the end, but that’s it. I only want to tell my story of pursuing David, and his pursuit of me.The account begins in the tent, Saturday night of Labor Day Weekend, the official end of our summer vacation. I stretched and playfully batted the side of the tent, your typical green canvas two-person camper with a ridgepole down the middle. Flaps at one end, available online or in any sporting goods.