We met early on Saturday morning at the church that sponsored our crew. Everyone going to Algonquin in the summer went on the trip along with Sam, Bru...e and Bill. Bill's girlfriend Suzy went too. We divided the food, tents and other equipment among the group and loaded our share in our packs. We loaded them in the three cars and climbed in. It took and hour and half to reach the DeHart Reservoir parking area. This was our starting point. Our group started up the hill. We had an 11 mile hike. I'll try and call you sometime this weekend. Oh, and don't tell your mother where I am or that I called you. Take care of Josh, and try and stay cool. Bye." Bye."I was just entering the great state of Illinois.Uncle Jack lived just north of Raton Pass. It was more like New Mexico than Colorado. I don't know what he did for a living or where he got his money, but he didn't seem to have any problems. He had been married years ago, but caught his wife cheating and kicked her out. When I explained. You'd know all about that wouldn't you?" Poppy glared at Elliot'sclenched fists.He threw a punch at her but he aimed it to miss and he smashed a hole inthe wall beside her head."Fucking tranny whore!" Elliot screamed at her, snatched up his coat andslammed the door on his way out.Poppy triple locked the door and folded herself up into a ball on thefloor and sobbed uncontrollably.Elliot took the stairs, fuming. He hated Poppy but he hated himselfmore. He hated that he had called her a whore,. They're a divorce group that specializes in handling divorces for men. "Yessssssss," I hissed with an evil gleam in my eye. I was going to call ADAM and we were going to fuck that worthless whore. Me and ADAM would nail her cheating ass to the god damned wall. Fueled by my anger and righteous indignation, I called them. ADAM would feel my pain.I knew that bonded by the spirit of fraternity and male bonding I would find solace with ADAM. After all they were men, they could understand this. I.