‘You always complain about how boring college work is, and how much you wanted to go camping!’“Well, this isn’t really camping, now is it? I c...uld freaking die out here!” Grey didn’t like the idea of camping when it involved a life or death situation.‘You always wanted an adventure. And what’s a real adventure without a little danger?’It did have a point in Grey’s mind. “Well, I have about three days of food in the truck. I don’t know how I can get out of here-”‘Hey! Don’t argue! You have two. It worked well for me and I was happy enjoying my rum. We danced and told more stories and had a great time. As time past and the crowd drifted away, we were still all getting on like old friends. I asked more about the girls and what they were like and he talked me through them, he then mentioned that he had photos of them to show guys in bars like this. I asked to see the photos, and he pulled out a notebook with photos of the girls in. he pushed it over and I went through it. The girls were. Had a great time last night. I know you were talkingabout Thursday. But what are you doing tonight?" Nothing really," responded Mark, feeling a sudden rush of blood to his faceand perhaps another elsewhere."Well, how about catching a movie tonight? There's this new film abouttransgenderism called 'TransAmerica' we could see." Uh, okay," Mark accepted. He wasn't really worried about it having to dowith the story, but it gives him an excuse to go and see Lysa. Plus, maybeit would be. . but this time he could relax, for in a couple of seconds, the door opened wider and his mistress emerged with the male human she had introduced him to a few nights ago. There was trouble, something wrong between them, but Matt could sense that she was in no danger. Quietly, unseen in the shadows of the hallway, he stood unobtrusively as the two humans bustled from the room, both of them flushed with emotion, their voices shrill and painful to his sensitive canine hearing. His dog eyes widened.