I realized that it was growing darker. Our last evening at camp was approaching and I didn’t want to waste it. After dumping my plate into the plast...c wash bin, I seized the spinning rod from where Lara had leaned it up against a tree.“Hey, what are you doing?” Lara called out as I rushed toward the river’s edge.“What do you think?”“My pole!”“What? You said you were going to read!” I reminded her.“I still might fish in a bit.”I looked at the approaching sunset, giving her a dubious look. “It’s. ”She is excited and anxious to get on with the fun. She hands me her diary, hoping to get the preamble over with as soon as possible. At the same time, she greets me, “Good day, Master. I hope you had a good day.”That is when Rain speaks up, “You are right. Just a little work on her part and she will be covergirl material.” Avery almost jumps out of her skin and clutches her heart with her right hand.If she were just an exhibitionist, then it would take a few minutes for the exposure to. This was from my 2001 computer and because I didn't have the right virus protection I lost all the pix she sent me,bummer,wish I had those now. She wanted me to do the same thing and had me convinced to go to the mall and pee inside my jeans and take pictures and send them to her,so after about 3 weeks of talking me into this wild fetish,I agreed to go to the mall with my blue jeans on,I drank a lot of water so it wasn't going to be too tough to just stand there and let myself go,I got as far. Like he came from an ad for a chainsaw or something manly and outdoorsy.But at the same time, you could tell not to fuck with this guy. He wasn’t a model or like the pretty boys I went to school with. He was a real man. He carried himself in a way that just was, I guess, in control. He seemed to have a purpose for every move he made.He listened. He picked up on things I said and brought them up later. He had some depth.I brought him back to my apartment just off campus. It wasn’t for sex,.