My Summer Camp Enema
Last summer, I decided to work as a summer camp counselor. I had just finished my freshman year at college and I was reluctant to go home for the summer because my mother had recently remarried. Her new husband is a true jerk who made it clear from the start that he was not interested in being a stepafather. My mom was relieved that I was staying away and she helped research camp jobs for me on the internet. Because I am a very athletic girl and an art major, I had a lot of choices for jobs as...