**The Camping Trip**
I’m just a girl from the suburbs, not much on the great outdoors. My idea of roughing it is a motor home at the lake with all hookups, including cable, and a nice restaurant nearby. So understandably, I was a little apprehensive when my friend Jeni suggested that we go camping one weekend. “You’ll love it”, she promised. “Besides, you need to get out of all this traffic and smog”.
The ride from home was pleasant; Jeni and I spent the trip talking about old boyfriends and sex. Jeni and I have only been friends for a short time, but it seems a lot longer. We have been able to talk to each other about things that I would never have dreamed about talking to my other friends about. We talked a lot about sex: good sex, bad sex, what we did and didn’t like our boyfriends to do. It was something we called TMS or Typical Male Syndrome. It’s the little boy/caveman that lives inside all men.