When we arrived, she decided to come with me up to the office, as it was dark and "could be dangerous" to go alone. I always had this kind of feeling ...that she liked me a bit. When we got to my office, and I got my jacket, I said I was gonna miss the place and working with them. She asked me if she was a good employee, and I told her with honesty she had been really helpful. She started crying, and hugged me. I felt sad to see that, so I hugged her back. I told her she would do fine, as she was. " So, what happened to him, Mom?" Amy asked probably terrified to find out what happened."He was running to catch a plane to Milwaukee. He slipped on the ice and a cab ... a cab hit him killing him instantly. When the police came to tell me, they saw marks on my shoulders. They had a policewoman talk to me and take some pictures of me."After all of that was settled, I met Kevin at a theatre event. He was playing the part of Boris Kolenkhov in a production of 'You Can't Take it With You'. We. The rich women he did private parties for had lots of money and they loved a sexy stripper. The wilder the better. Last month he did a party for several married women and one of them pulled his sling off and and another grabbed his dick and he ended up fucking one of them on the table with the rest watching. Then two others sucked his cock and balls and they were rubbing their tits in his face and he ended up eating two pussies and finger fucking the rest. Before he left they booked a party for. That camp had things set up so that two boys shared a tent. They did the same with the girl's camp across the stream. Anyway, my tent mate Rob and I got along pretty well and things were normal until we were into the second week and there was some fuss about one of the camp counselors and a girl camper. That little incident got Rob and I talking about sex, while we were lying in bed after lights out one night. Being 13 and boys we tried to impress each other with our great knowledge of things.