I was at some kind of recreational retreat on some lake.  The Lingermans (elder) were there too.  It had been raining a lot.  It was night, and there was a tent -- a pup tent, almost -- pitched between two buildings.  There was a young girl in it, screwing all comers.  One guy was inside, and several others were waiting outside.  I shooed them away, and when the one inside was finished, I went in.  She was lying silently, naked, with her knees up and apart.  I asked her how old she was, and she softly replied, "16," then added, "...or 17."  That gave me some pause, but she unzipped my pants and took out my penis.  As soon as it touched her, though, I thought of VD and decided against it.  When I came out of the tent, it was dawn, and I saw Dr. Lingerman in a chair, where he had been sleeping.  I was sure he had seen me.  I was also sure that he would tell my wife Bonita and that I would never be able to convince her that I was "innocent."