This feels really strange, because as I write this, I know it may be read by a lot of people some day, but of course I can't see any of them and won't...know most of them, so I feel like I'm just talking in the woods and there's nobody else around. And if anybody ever does read this, that will be in the future anyway. I might even be dead and gone by then! Who knows?The reason for this whole thing is because Ray Stevens sang a song about it. You can probably find it on You Tube if you want to.. “OK sir, would you please follow me?” Jake says leading the way. “Oh god, I can smell the arousal in his pants, and the blood and sweat in his veins.” Jake thinks to himself as he leads the stranger home. “Here, put these clothes on, they’ll be more comfortable. You’ll catch your death with those old rags on anyways.” “He’ll catch it anyway.” Jake thinks and chuckles. Jumping at the chuckle, the stranger turns around and looks at Jake. “Sir, are you okay? Are you sure you don’t mind me staying. Luke snatched it and the Rebels were on the board.I looked back down field. Mike was on the ground again. Two Legionaries were high fiving each other as they walked away. The ref was standing a dozen feet in front of me, watching."You going to call that, or did you forget how!" I yelled.He turned and glared again. "Watch your mouth, or you'll spend the rest of the game in the locker room." At least I'm watching the game!" I yelled back.He turned his back on me.This was not how I pictured. I want to change my clothes.”I said, “Ok, I will wait out,”She said, “That’s ok, I will go into the washroom (attached).”She changed her clothes and wore a deep t-shirt and loose boxers. I can see her panty, and bra in her hands. I didn’t say anything.I had only one bed in my room with 2 mattresses and one can sleep perfectly. The room was very big so we can place 2 queen size beds.I said, “You sleep on the bed and I will sleep on the ground.”She said, “No, no it’s your room. How can you sleep.