The second Asher turns his back on me and starts walking away, I turn around and run to my cabin to get my stuff so I can go get some action ASAP.
I grab my prettiest underwear, the short/boxer I sleep in and the satin babydoll I threw into my suitcase thinking I was definitely going to get it on with someone at this camp. And I was right, of course. I also grab my Chanel soap and hair products.
“Where are you going now?” Mercedes, the black sss, asks from her bed, with a raised eyebrow and her arms crossed in her chest.
Kelly, the fat whale, answers before I can.
“She’ll go fück the sergeant, what else? She needs to eat some dïck or she’ll pass out.” She mocks and they both laugh at me as they always do.
She’s so raunchy. But I won’t let her intimidate me. The only way to win agains
