.. jerk," Tabby was mumbling into my bare chest, still crying. I stroked her hair, now thoroughly nonplussed. I had no idea what to do with a crying g...rl, and I guess no man really does, even if he lives to be a hundred.Finally she sniffled and looked up, her face red, those big brown eyes puffy and snot under her nose. "Don't ever do that again, you hear?" Hey, it wasn't my fault," I protested, now feeling a little irritated. "I didn't try to drown on purpose." Yeah but you didn't have to. “We paid good money to be here and we want sex. And if you two can get naked and root each other then we want to join in. We aren’t asking for much just what we paid for!”Keith chimed in then as he was standing up and said, “Well ... you will get your money’s worth and you will get a whole heap of sex and other fun stuff but I think it best if you just follow the camp director’s lead and just be a little bit patient. I do think they know what they are doing.”“Awww ... fuck the camp director!”. I'm a director for the CYO boxing program. It's a great organization. Are you familiar with it?"Weaver didn't answer. He just sat glaring into his glass again so Bob continued."Anyway, we get kids from all over Chicago-land that want to learn to box. I'm just one of many volunteers that work with these kids. We teach them the basics in the ring but more importantly, we get to spend time with them. It keeps them off the streets. Most of the kids we get have no real home life. That's why they. "We know about sex. We don't have to learn about it." Then why are you so upset that I jacked off Dad if you know all about it?" But that's supposed to be private between a husband and wife!" Apparently, the government doesn't agree. Bert and I aren't allowed to save that for marriage. You made sure of that, Mother." I what? I just..." You just went along with anything those idiots told you was modern and progressive and ... and ... shit! Why do I bother?"With that expression of disgust, Molly.