After a few moments, I went back downstairs, all libidinous thoughts pushed aside.Stopping in the kitchen, I heard two pairs of footfalls coming up th... steps. It was Yesmine and Melinda. Both were covered by plush robes like the one I was wearing. We stepped into the kitchen."Is everything okay?"Melinda asked. It's funny how in the span of about four minutes, we can go from fucking like rabbits to carrying on a conversation about our kids, isn't it?"Yeah," I replied. "She's fine now." Where is. "Debbie picked up her clothes and headed for bed. After three warm whiskeys and two major fuckings, Mark fell asleep in no time and did not stir the entire night. When he awoke the next morning, he felt like a new man. He got up, showered, dressed and headed for the kitchen to get some coffee. Debbie was already up, but had not yet started breakfast. Normally her mother was responsible for breakfast, but Debbie had left her a note telling Rita to sleep in and Debbie would take care of their. It’s the director’s bell for all of the staff to assemble. Hurriedly I run with gear on my back and papers in hand to the staff’s assembly area. Ch 2. “Well I’d first like to welcome you all to Camp White Lakes! Some new faces and some familiar ones, but no doubt we’ll all get to know each other quite well….” The Director gives the same old speech. ‘It’s nice to see you’, ‘Thanks for coming out’. The kind of speech you listen to and just tune out subconsciously. I then let my thoughts and eyes. I was nervous, but I knew I was in heaven. We walked in, wary of any neighbors or anyone that may see us. She brought me downstairs, and brought her macbook down with her. I took a sip of her water bottle, and she smirked. This basement was incredible. They had retractable, motorized screen you could bring down to cover the windows. The sofas had seats that were divided by a huge armrest in between, which the one next to the two of us had the remotes in them. I turned on MTV after fumbling.