Do I sound bitter? Not at all. Nope. I'm just having some fun with it.Oh, the camp? Yeah. That's what you asked about, isn't it, O?I'll smut it up if ...ou want. Let me know. Then you can blast it out to the smutverse if you want. I think your friends would like it. The sweet part of the deal is that no one will take it seriously.Mom is fucking retarded. She thinks she can still get me excited with wedding magazines and romance novels. Like I'm going to wake up one day and totally get it. Dad's. As a last resort i called her cell phone and it went right to voice mail. That said that her phone was off. I left her a message saying that i missed her and i did not want a divorce and when she came home we could talk. Then i hung up wondering what had stopped her from coming home. She said that ‘mr big’ was only supposed to be in town till this morning. Not coming to any conclusion i made a meal then showered and went to bed. I had never liked sleeping alone and tonight was particularly bad. When she stood up we were face to face. I placed my hands behind her head and pulled her face to me and placed an innocent kiss on her lips. However, that wasn't enough, I went back for another kiss and Katie grabbed my head and pulled me close. Pretty soon we were making out. I had my hands on her ass pulling her closer to me as our tongues collided. We only stopped when we heard the garage door open. Katie grabbed her clothes and ran into the bathroom and I quickly got dressed like only guys. My surprise came when the young woman, late twenties, stopped me just after I shut my mailbox to say hello one day. "Hi. I've seen you around. I'm Marcie Carson. We're in 401."I returned the favor. "Jon Cooper from 1403. When are you due, about two o'clock today?" I couldn't help but notice that Marcie looked to be about twenty months pregnant. I was worried I'd have to use what few first aid skills I had to help her deliver any second right there in front of the mailboxes.She laughed, "No. Two.