Her mood had picked up considerably, and there was something of a twinkle in her eyes."You can feck off with your condoms, sure I'm on the pill. Nothi...g to worry about there."I looked long and hard across the table. I could feel something else growing long and hard under the table as I surveyed Catríona up and down. It had to be said, she was looking incredibly well that day. Her slim frame was being covered with a clinging T-shirt, not revealing any cleavage but perfectly complimenting her. “Jeremy! What’s going on dude?” It was my friend David. “What are you doing this year?” He paused, seeing Julie’s grip on my hand. “… What’s Julie doing to you?” He asked. Julie smiled at him.“G’morning, nitwit.” Julie wasn’t really a fan of David – She thought he was an idiot. “I’m just giving the love of my life a little goodbye before we have to part for so long …” She added a dramatic tone to those last few words. David looked a little disturbed, and I didn’t blame him.“… Jeremy, what the. 84. The door opened.Silvia stepped out of the elevator. She heard the stranger step out behind her. She looked down a long narrow white corridor, only one elevator opened onto the hall, and a single door waited at the other end. The floor was covered by a fine red carpet with gold floral trim.Three ornate crystal chandeliers lit the way to the simple white, wooden door with a large brass knocker. There were no signs, no mirrors, no indications at all to say what company, law firm or agency. I took my sandals off and dangled my feet over the edge. The sky was ablaze with the darkness encroaching on the reds and purples of the coming night. As I sat there I noticed one of the canoes gliding across the lake towards the dock. It was being piloted by the camp’s dreamiest councilor, Wesley, the son of the camps owner. Father and son live in the big house down by the road. Wesley’s mother had died when he was young so his father raised him. They lived alone in that big house. The camp.