Southern Region War Camp

 

The second night I hung out with Janus & Ilana.   You would think a couple who had almost- teenage kids won't be this kinky, but hey to each his own...

Isn't he so cute... We spent the night talking about quasers and worm holes and quarks and other cool physic stuff.   Hey just because I have a hot wooly body doesn't mean I don't have a brain! Or know how to use it!

Of course with Ilana it was just sex. Ok, it was really really great sex! Ok, we just cuddled, but it was naked...   Alright- it was clothed cuddling! Jeez, you people have dirty minds!

Now this is where the night gets weird...

after Janus feeds me some strange potent Polish brew...

 

I don't remember much after that, except that Ilana got me back to my tent and she had a big smile on her face the next day.   I also got a very nice "hay and oats" basket from them a few days later. Damn Janus and his Polish brews... I guess mom was right -- never accept drinks from horny Poles!

 

 

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