He had told me about this place in the Kittatinny Mountains of NJ, specifically, the High Point State Park.I explained I was planning for a three-day ...rip and would absolutely love if he could come with me and show me around. I half expected him to come up with some excuse as to why he would be unable to go with me. But, I was pleased when he aged. I told him that I hoped he wouldn’t mind, but I was between paydays, and maybe we could share a room for a couple of nights. He readily accepted and. Seth Rhodes, who was large—almost fat—at fifty and who had turned his family’s ranch into a specialized brothel, hosted the dinner, while his own fourteen-year-old bedpartner, a sultry and dark Danny Little, helped serve.It hadn’t appeared from dinner that Fowler was making headway in seducing the beautiful little blond, Sandy, at the table, but clearly he had. Drinker hadn’t been too drunk to not notice the seduction, though, and Collier wondered what fireworks might ensue from this tryst. He. Hawk came over and watched as we folded our sleeping bags and tent. I'll swear he was curious as to what we were doing.We saddled and loaded. It seemed like it was taking about a half an hour to get the horses saddled and the mules loaded. Once we got a wagon, some parts of it would take even longer.We got back on the road and turned south. We hadn't gone more than a mile when we met three riders heading in the opposite direction. They pulled up as we got close and one of the guys introduced. Please keep in mind that this story is fictious and all characters are made up. All names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the authors imagination ornused in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over 21 years old. My name is Michael and I’m a 35 year old reproduction engineer for REPOP INC. A company that came into business about.