Our Camping Trip
I was out in the woods with a group of friends for a two-week camping trip. Everyone was having a good time, but my buddy Dylan looked a little stressed, which was unusual, since he was such an easy-going guy. I asked him if anything were wrong, and if I could help. He looked at me, and said no, it was something he needed to deal with on his own. I respected his privacy and told him that I was there for him, and if there was anything, I could do to help him out, I would be happy to do it. That caused Dylan to pause and look me up and down. I could see on his face, that he had come to some sort of Decision.
“Maybe you can help me out, after all. Let's go for a walk.”
Dylan took the lead, and we went out, deep into the woods. After about twenty minutes of walking and almost is complete silence, Dylan decided to open up to me about what was going on.
“Rebecca and I broke up three weeks ago.”
“I am sorry to hear that.” I said sincerely. He and Rebecca appeared to be the perfect couple. They were really into each other and seemed incredibly happy together.
“Yeah, it’s been hard. We were together for three years and she was great. She was the first girl that I met that liked sex as much as I do. Her appetite never seemed to wane; she was horny all the time, so we fucked a couple of times a day.”
“Really? That’s amazing. What happened?” I asked trying to get the big picture.
“We realized that while the sex was amazing, we didn’t really have
