"I'm a lot harder to kill than I look," I said as I turned toward a table away from everyone. The bike ride had burned off just a little of the coolan..., so the coffee was welcome on more than one level. I was tasting the breakfast bagel even though my taste receptors weren't perfect. The gross taste receptors and the refinement of my memory allowed me to savor the food.Several more people welcomed me back. I was pretty sure a couple of the women were asking each other, if I had had some 'work'. And to actually think about her audience before she says things which turn out to be very stupid. Tiger isn’t responsible for her saying what she said. And, honestly, her behavior caused me to reconsider my opinion of her.”“Shit,” I sighed. “Jess, that’s not right.”“Not her interaction with you; her interaction with me this morning. She put all the blame on you and wouldn’t take responsibility for what she said, claiming you overreacted and then used rhetorical tricks to trap her. That’s what I. He rasped, “You guys probably don’t even have a license to camp here. You’re in a shit-load of trouble unless you do just as I say.” Mike looked up at him and actually said, “Yes sir.” Ranger Rick said, “You boys, ya like eatin’ assholes, so eat this one.” He put one work-boot clad foot on top of the cooler and spread his ass cheeks. Mike moved around and inhaled the sweaty smell coming from between Ranger Rick’s legs. Sweat had been running down his ass crack all afternoon. Mike dove in,. Halfway down the stairs she came, just out of view of the guest. She ran upstairs, put some perfume on to cover the smell, got changed, and went downstairs to meet her friends. Now that Jenny was downstairs, Donna's plan could get into action. There were 5 guests and her sister, and planned to get them all drunk, then fuck each one of them differently. She was in the kitchen, preparing drinks. Everyone wanted lemonade, so decided that vodka would be good to start them off on. She brought.