Later that night…
The two men sat by the campfire, the air about them thick and full of awareness of what had happened.
“Now you know my secret,” Greg finally said to Sean. “I’ll understand if you’ve changed your mind about being with me.”
Sean looked up at Greg, surprise written on his face. “Changed my mind? Hell no. I loved it.”
Greg looked at Sean as if he’d sprung a leak. “What? You loved it?”
“You know what your problem is, Greg? You underestimated me. You thought bringing me out here and letting me see firsthand what was going on with you would scare me off, but you were wrong.”
“Sean, something’s wrong with me. I’ve got this…I don’t know…curse on me, I guess! Hell, I may even be possessed. Do you want to be made love to by Satan?”
Sean chuckled. “The Blond Satan. Interesting
