Gia Goes Camping

My son’s girlfriend, Gia, is a super outgoing and super friendly person. She was a pleasure to have around…unlike some of the other ones that he has introduced us to. She got along with everyone in our familyGia was from the East Coast and had very few friends/family in the area so when they weren’t in school (vacations, breaks..etc) they hung out at our house. I was very familiar and comfortable hanging out with Gia.

One long weekend everyone left town and went to different events around the country (weddings, bachelor parties, job interviews…etc) except for Gia and myself. Gia had a test on Friday and a paper due on Tuesday. I had a big work project that needed to be completed. My son & my wife actually recommended that Gia hang out at our house this weekend because I would be grilling something good.

On Friday at around noon Gia called me and told me that her car had a flat. I drove out to where she was and changed her tire.

Gia->What are your plans were for this weekend? Everyone is out of town and I dont want to hang out in my dorm room.

Me->I am probably going to go camping. Due to the crappy weather (cold and rain) it would probably be pretty empty.

Gia->Do you mind if I tag along?

Me->No. I would love it if you came with me

Gia->If I tag along you can not tell anyone! I mean anyone! It wouldn’t look too good if anyone found out.

Me->Im good Im not going to tell anyone

I gave Gia the directions to the campground.

Later that afternoon Gia showed up..she was wearing a white t-shirt, shorts and flip flops. She gave me a big hug and then went inside the RV to drop her bag. We ate dinner outside our dinner conversation gravitated around funny stuff that we had seen and done. Also over dinner we killed 2 and a half bottles of wine which meant that I had a slight buzz and she was loaded. In order to walk off the buzz a little we took a walk along the river. She reached into her pants pocket and pulled out a bowl.

Gia->Remember your promise. You wont tell anyone

Me->Of course not

Gia->We can smoke a little bit of this here and then enjoy some of your famous bourbon.

Me->Ok

Gia lit up her bowl and we passed it back and forth until it was done. We were both just a little bit high but not out of control. Over our conversation at dinner she had mentioned that she gets super horny when she smokes pot. We walked back to the RV she crawled into the outside chair and relaxed. I went inside and got a few bottles of bourbon that I had picked up in my travels. I loved picking up bottles that 1-Had an interesting name and 2-Had an interesting/but good taste. I brought out 34dd-From Paso Ranchero, Monkey Love-From Bandana Kentucky, Purple Haze-From Covington, Louisiana )