This was a lopsided split. Our numbers at Camp Pen were almost equal. This was not a good community with this split on the sexes. I then counted about...fifty children though wasn't as sure of that as dark was descending upon the stadium.We backed up and found a spot to talk and plan without being accidentally being seen or heard. We decided to sneak down behind the stand and try to rescue our people without killing or, more to the point, being killed. We expected to be chased when we left but. " She smiled warmly for the first time at me and I felt my heart thudding. I unlocked the elevator and it slowly descended, and was conscious of her low cut blouse, her big firm breasts pushing it out. She was looking through her purse, and frowned. "I wanted to give you a nice tip, Bob, but I'm afraid I don't have any more money at the moment." "Oh, no problem, Mrs. B" I didn't mention I'd already passed on an easy hundred, although this babe looked wordly enough to probably guess that. "I. .." What makes you think she doesn't already know?" Huh?" Who do you think told me where you were going today?" I didn't think about it." Now I did. "Is she really OK with this?" I don't think she thought we were coming up here for a picnic. She even gave me this."She reached into her bag and started to hand me something. Then she hesitated. I held out my hand and she shyly handed it over."I don't know if I'm ready for that."I looked at it. It was a tube of KY jelly. Anal lubricant.I. The woman before me different than the one who'd enthralled the room only minutes prior. Different from the sexual creature in the pages of magazines. Different from the burgeoning legend in the industry. Different from the goddess who seduced me that night.And yet still the same.You were Adrienne Dennis. You were in pain. I reached out, the extent of my welcome yet undefined. You embraced my comfort. Laid your head on my shoulder and continued crying. A muffled sob escaped telling me you.