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 *************** * Keep Denver * ***************

   "Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law."

   - A.L.  I.  40.

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   DISCLAIMER

   This story contains explicit description of sexual activities involving
underage persons.  If you are under the proper age (usually 18 or 21), or
your religion, beliefs, morality forbid you to read such - delete this file
now.  Otherwise, have fun.

   None of the events described herein really happened.  I would never
encourage anyone to commit such acts.  The same is true for drinking
alcohol and using illicit substances as some of my heroes do.  Treat this
story as pure fiction for fun.  Don't get inspired!  Comments and flames
welcome at keepdenver@mrdouble.com.  Only constructive criticism is
appreciated.  If you wish, suggest a story, but I can't promise to fulfill
all requests.



   PREFACE

   Well, what you're apparently going to start reading in a moment is the
longest story I've every written in my whole life.  It started as just an
idea for a nice, short story but over time it grew and grew and grew even
more. I never planned it to be so long.  Maybe it's because I wanted to
throw in everything I really liked and on the other hand I hated to cut it
into parts (never worked right for me, neither does it seem to work for the
readers).  I was determined to write everything I planned and so it took me
a real long time - from June till January. Now, I think it was worth the
work I put in it.  I could of course write more and work more on the story
- but please, taking a year to write a single piece seems a bit to much for
me.  If you read it and find it is OK, drop me a line by email.  There's
nothing more precious for a writer than a feedback.  A simple opinion will
do, believe me - that's all we need to give you more fun and erotica. The
story takes quite a long time to wind up before the actual sex takes place,
but be patient and don't skip anything.  I promise, there'll be enough sex
in the final few chapters.  So, have a good time with my story.  I had a
great time writing it for you.  And now thanks: Big Boss Dude, Mr.  Double
- for being there for all of us and creating the Palisades Little Girl
Watcher - for his precious pieces of advice and feedback that could never
be overestimated Andrew - for listening to my tale, when the time was right
Mel - for all the kind words and tales we swapped across the ocean
NetWanderer and NightShade whose stories about summer camps were a great
inspiration and help for me

   ...And all the other people who in any way contributed...

   Keep Denver

   Story codes: MF+, Mf, ff+, bi, exhib, voyeur, water sports, anal, oral,
period, mast, toys, enema

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   The Adventures of Keep Denver

   Wilderness Girls' Camp

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   The story consists of the following parts:

   Chapter 1 - Arrival

   Chapter 2 - The New Staff Member

   Chapter 3 - The arrival of Alice

   Chapter 4 - First Times

   Chapter 5 - The Fashion Thing

   Chapter 6 - The Night Life

   Chapter 7 - The Robinson Skill

   Chapter 8 - Getting Emotional

   Chapter 9 - The Backdoor

   Chapter 10 - Good Bye!



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Motto:

   I'm just a boy, whose intentions are good. Oh, Lord!  Please don't let
me be misunderstood. -- Joe Cocker

   Chapter One - Arrival

   The sunset was coming.  The crimson, fiery ball was hanging just over
the edge of the distant horizon.  Red shadows cast over the whole
landscape, shading the tall, slim pine trees, sandstone rocks, yellow sand
of the shore and the wavy, pulsating surface of the lake.  Slight wind
whispered in the trees that formed the forest towering the waters.  Up,
high in the sky, wild ducks were gently sailing across the ocean of pink
clouds.  I looked up at the birds, puffing on my cigarette.  It was
incredibly calm and quiet in that place.  I was sitting on the edge of a
rock, some ten meters over the surface of he water.  All around me there
was only wild life, nothing more.  I felt cast away and that was a great
feeling.  The one I always fancied.

   There was however a scratch in this picture and that was a barely
audible buzz of voices coming from the camp on the other side of the lake,
just opposite the place I was in.  Well, I wouldn't really call it a
scratch.

   It was a Wilderness Girls' camp.  I was sitting on this rock for couple
hours already.  From that spot here I had a wonderful and unobstructed view
of the whole campsite - their tents, the dining hall, the volleyball field
and most of all - the swimming area.  I was fairly sure nobody could see me
- if I got spotted I'd notice that.  For the whole afternoon me and my best
friend - the good old binoculars were having a great time.

   It was as if I won a lottery ticket.  And it seemed to be the first
prize even.  I looked through the magic glass at the shore opposite to my
elevated rock.  A group of girls were was there, on the sandy beach,
surrounded by pine forest.  They were running all around, in and out of the
water, splashing, swimming, making hellish noise and generally enjoying
themselves.  I'm sure they had a great time.

   I took a closer look at some of those young beauties, those wood nymphs,
they seemed to be, so cute, petite and seemingly unreal.  All of them were
wearing their bikinis - haven't noticed a single one wearing a one-piece. I
guess girls these days grow up much faster and they tend to become more
feminine early.  Or, at least, they long to do so...  The fashion thing was
a proof, for me for sure.

   These cuties were like colorful, summer flowers.  Blooming with rainbow
colors of their swimming suits, their shining hair, their pretty,
sun-tanned faces.  I immediately spotted one with green hair.  Omigosh!  I
looked closer, adjusting the zoom of my binoculars as much as it was
possible.  Yes!  She had a vibrant green, almost sparkling hair.  Wouldn't
believe if I haven't seen that myself.  I couldn't tell her age from that
distance, but she must've been around 12 to 15 the most.  I was sure none
of them was more than fifteen.  I only spotted one guardian.  And I would
eagerly call her a guardian angel.  She was tall, really tall, slim and
seemed to be about my age, maybe a little younger.  I couldn't see her face
clearly, but her figure was stunning.  She had long hair.  And when I say
long, I mean it long.  When she turned around I could see it reached well
under her butt.  Never before have I seen a girl or a woman with her hair
that long.  I was almost ready to retrieve my camera and start making
photos, but I dropped this idea.  I would have plenty of time for that in
the days that were about to come.  Just looking at those goddesses gave me
a raging hard on that struggled to get free from my jeans.  I irrelevantly
thought I'd have to change my clothing style.  Maybe the baggy trousers
worn by them hip-hop singers would prove better?  I gave the playing girls
another quick look ensuring the one I was looking for was not there and put
the binoculars down.  My, oh, my.  Paradise lost was not.  This here,
humble sinner, Keep was his name, was going to be admitted to the Garden of
Eden.  I guess I sometimes get too poetic when I get horny.  And I should
also count in the beer.  Always helps improve my good mood.

   The red ball of sun was now half way behind the horizon and it was
quickly getting dark.  The dusk was gently falling down, over the trees,
over the rocks, over the green hills.  The air seemed to thicken and become
more and more opaque.  The wind got a bit stronger.  The cuties on the
other side of the lake evacuated.  I could see the lights in their tents
shine between the trees.  There was a fire in the middle of the camp and I
could hear them sing some of their songs.

   I came back to my car, a brand new Mitsubishi 4WD that I just bought
couple days before.  I could afford it after getting paid for some big
assignment for a publishing company.  I must say my career was winding up
recently.  I really enjoyed being a photographer and they say that if one
wants to be successful - one should make his work a hobby.  I was lucky
enough to do it.

   I might love my job, but the time has come to take couple days off. 
That's why I was here, in the heart of Lake District, peeping at the
Wilderness Girls' campsite.  It was already promising so far and I hoped
for more.  I knew more would come.

   This all started something like two weeks earlier.  I just got home,
having finished my latest assignment, the one I mentioned before.  After
sleeping for two days I decided to visit the University Campus - I had some
project I should've delivered long before and decided it was about the
right time.  Having done what I intended to, I visited the campus
cafeteria, looking for some friend of mine.  He wasn't there but to my
amusement I found Allison.  I couldn't really call Allison my girlfriend. I
wouldn't go that far.  We started hanging around together couple weeks
earlier, about the time I came back from my little, memorable trip on the
"Love Boat".  We didn't make a pair in the traditional meaning of the word.
I would rather describe it as very close friendship.  Well, one may say
friends don't have casual sex with each other.  Maybe that's right,
whatever.  We got on quite well.  It must've all started when we got drunk
at some party one long, long night and I confessed my attraction toward
little girls.  I just blurted out, everything.  My passions, temptations,
the adventure I had with little Andi.  Everything.  I only decided to not
tell her it was her little sister Alice who directed me that way - I wasn't
sure what her reaction could be.

   She was surprisingly understanding and kept all that electrifying news
for herself.  Lucky me, I avoided serious trouble, I suppose.  If it was
anybody else, I could go to jail for long years.  Allison just accepted my
perversion and never said a bad word about it.  We started to spend more
time together.  She kept hanging around, me having nothing against it.  We
would go to clubs together, shop together, often visit each other and go to
see the movies.  This situation continued for some time until one day we
just crossed some line and found ourselves in her bed, in her nice, small
downtown flat.

   We were kissing passionately when I reached my hand to her panties,
pushing my fingers under the silky fabrics.  I was nicely surprised to find
her smooth down there.  But I was dumbstruck when she confessed she shaved
her pussy for me - to resemble a young girl...  There were lots of little
things she did for me and lots of little things I did for her.  We played
this game, hardly ever mentioning it with words.  It was a special kind of
relationship - sometimes it felt a bit incestuous, as we were closer to
being brother and sister than to being lovers sometimes.

   That sunny day, two weeks ago, I met Allison on the campus.  She was
free and after I left my project for reviewing, we hit the nearby pub to
get some beer.  We were halfway the third glass and I just lost a darts
game when she asked her question.  - You're free at the moment, aren't you?
- Well, I've got you...  - I laughed - Yup.  As far as time goes I have
some spare now.  Why?  - I could use some help.  Together with a good
friend of mine we're running a summer camp for children. - And?  - I sipped
some beer - What would be my role in it?  - You could generally help.  You
know, with the stuff and all.  And maybe you could run some photo workshops
or such, for the kids, I mean...  - she said.  I wasn't sure.  - So?  How
about that?  - she was looking at me with what I knew was her best pleading
look.  I felt like one hell of a son of a bitch. - I dunno...  - I replied,
not really fancying the idea - Is there anything that would change my mind,
for the sheer love for you doesn't seem to be enough in this case - she
laughed hearing that and then said the keyword.  The trigger that got me
going.  - Well, you know, it's a Wilderness Girls' camp.  And it's girls
only.  Them, the kids I mean, they are all little girls from a nearby
orphanage.  Aged 8 to 15.  I suppose that should do the trick - yes,
indeed, she was right.  It did the trick. - They're all from the Holy
Spirit Orphanage, run by the nuns from The Convent of Holly Heart.  They
don't get to see much man...  You'll be kind of a special feature...  - she
added, emptying her glass.

   This is how I found myself in the Lake District, peeping at those
maturing little creatures.  I found that place on the rock accidentally,
when I stopped to take a leak.  I got to like it so much, I decided to stay
there for couple hours.  Now that the dusk has come, it was high time to
get going.  Allison and all the other girls were waiting for me.  Expecting
me, I thought, hoping this to be right.  Whether it was or not, I didn't
know.  But the very thought was a pleasurable one indeed.

   I made my way back to the road, through the bushes of the forest, to the
place where I left my car.  It was still there, luckily.  I drove down the
road, toward the little town I knew there was.  On the way I retrieved my
mobile and called Allison.

   - Hi, there, sweet one!  - I heard her voice - Where are you?  You were
supposed to be here hours ago! - Oh, I was sight seeing.  Or maybe I should
call it bird watching...  - Whatever!  When are you going to come?  - she
asked.  I looked at the road signs I just passed. - About half an hour
driving to the town.  Then what? - I'll meet you at the town hall.  I might
be a little late.  All right?  - Sure.  I'll get there.  Bye!  - I switched
off.  She wanted to make the rendezvous point in the town, instead of me
driving straight to the camp.  I didn't know why, but didn't bother to ask.
She must've had some reason.

   The town was a small, dull place, a typical one, with old houses and the
architectural style resembling old railway buildings - lots of red brick,
wood and stones.  Narrow streets, open cafes with little gardens around,
quiet and peaceful.  I drove through, attracting the attention with my
registration plates.  It seemed that unlike most of the other places in the
Lake District tourists did not invade this particular town.

   I stopped under the town hall and turned the engine off, then left the
car.  I smoked a cigarette and waited.

   I saw Allison as soon as she entered the Market Square.  She was walking
quickly.  She wore slack jeans, the ones I used to wear myself back in the
90's, when the grunge was popular.  The legs of the trousers were cut
across, I could see her slim, long legs through the holes.  For a brief
moment I was struck by the thought of how the back of her must've looked
like.  She was wearing a tank top, but it was an apparent mistake.  The top
was probably a property of some of the younger girls - it was so small and
so tight one could expect it to tear apart every minute.  Her full, medium
sized breasts struggled to break free.  She wore sandals and huge, dark
sunglasses.  Good God, what a sight.  I had her.  More than once.  I waved
my hand at her.

   - Holly cow!  - she shouted, seeing my car - Where did you get that? 
And when?  - Only the day before yesterday.  It still smells with the paint
- I smiled - Hop inside - she did that immediately. - Is that the reason
why you didn't come two days ago?  - she asked, kissing me on the cheek.  -
Not only.  I had couple things to do...  OK, whatever.  Where to, now?  - I
looked at her.  - Down, this way - she pointed with her hand - Go to the
shore.  Sorry to keep you waiting, it took me some time to get here.

   I was at least surprised when we reached the end of the street.  The
road was going nowhere.  No bridge, nothing.  I noticed a turn and went
down, toward the lake.  There was a ferry waiting.  Or maybe I should
rather call it a raft.  Some kind of floating thing piled up from wood and
other trash.  I managed to recognize old military equipment.  I was a bit
skeptical as far as using it was concerned, but Allison helped me change my
mind, reminding what awaited me at the end of the road.  Another surprise
was a big sign, planted on the shore.  It said as follows:

   "The whole Duck Island is a private property of The Crowley Company.  No
trespassing beyond this point. Any strangers will be treated as intruders
and dealt with accordingly, using the entire severity of the law"

   - C'mon - I asked - Is this the only way?  What's the place we go to?  -
An island.  In fact, except for our camp, a completely deserted one...  -
she grinned - It belongs to a company that sponsors the orphanage. - Why
didn't you tell me?  - I asked, stopping. - Did'ya ask?  - she shrugged. 
She was right, I didn't...  We made it to the other side quickly and drove
on.  It was already getting quite dark.

   A deserted island...  Well, almost deserted...  I wondered if the local
people didn't try to get across the canal that separated the Duck Island
from the little town and invade the camp.  Apparently not, if Allison felt
safe.  I felt happy.

   ***

   Keep did have reasons to feel happy.  In fact there were more things
that Allison didn't tell him.  Keep was yet to find out about surprises he
didn't even dare to dream of.  Well, yes, he had certain expectations - it
was a camp for little girls, after all.  And he was a little girls' lover
after all.  The situation so far seemed like a won lottery ticket for him -
especially after the nice afternoon he spent peeping at the girls and
jacking off.  But had he known what was really awaiting him at the end of
the road - well, that was a bargain of his life.  But, let's not get ahead
too much...

   ***

   It took us half an hour more to get to the camp.  I was impressed in a
way.  In the dim moonlight I could see the tents scattered throughout
between the trees.  Those were the army types, ten-person ones.  On a pole
that stood in the middle of the camp there was some banner hanging, but I
could not make out the picture in the dark.  I stopped the car near to some
old, blue Pontiac and turned off the engine.  I turned to Allison and
leaned toward her, intending to kiss her.  I didn't have time - I heard a
knock on the windshield.  Surprised, I opened the door.  She was around 15
I guess.  And, my, oh my!  She was wearing some kind of their funny
uniform, a one that consisted of a short-sleeve blouse and a skirt.  I
suppose it wasn't hers - she must've borrowed it from some younger friend -
the skirt reached hardly under her hips, barely covering her crotch.  The
blouse was so tight it seemed it's going to explode on her chest - she was
a proud owner of a nice set of tits, very round and seemingly firm, though
not very big.  As if I minded...

   She had fiercely red hair, a page-boy cut that framed her face.  I
immediately thought she was very similar to cute, sweet, Andi darling I
managed to score not so long ago...  Just guess how my little friend
reacted at that memory.

   - Omigosh!  - she gasped, when she looked at me, covering her mouth with
her hand in amazement and taking a step back. - Omigosh!  - she repeated -
Omigosh! - Are you OK?  - I asked, seriously worried.  She seemed to know
no other word.  - Kelly!  - I heard Allison's voice.  She left the car and
spoke to the girl.  - It's all right, Kelly.  He's with me. - Oh...  -
Kelly said, only then removing her hand covering her mouth - It's a man...
- What do you say?  - Allison laughed - How did you notice?  Yes, he is,
indeed.  That's the photographer I told you about.  His name's Keep.  Or
rather Mr.  Denver for the bunch of you - she added. - Hi!  - I said,
extending my hand.  Should you shake hands with teenage girls or what? 
Kiss them?  Stroke?  Pat?  Grope?! - Hello, sir.  I'm Kelly.  I keep the
first watch tonight.  Sorry for that, I was surprised.  - I guess so.  I'm
surprised you didn't know I'm gonna be a man...  - I looked at Allison,
pulling a face.  She grinned devilishly. - I wanted it to be surprise for
them - she said - Tell no-bo-dy - she told Kelly, pointing her finger at
the girl as if it was a gun - If you babble it out by dawn, guess what will
Ms.  Allison do?  I'll pull out your tongue and stuff it up your tight
little butt...  - OK, ma'am!  Positive! - Get your stuff and get going -
Allison told me.  I did accordingly, speechless upon hearing the threat
Allison used toward the teenager.  Kelly's look at my back was almost
burning me alive.  Nice starter it was.

   I entered the tent Allison led me to.  I was still kind of astonished
with the conversation that took place just a moment before.  Another
surprise was waiting for me inside.  It was that beautiful, tall guardian
with that amazingly long raven hair.  She stood with her back toward the
entrance and turned around when she heard us enter.  I couldn't really see
her clearly - there was only one candle burning, casting long, soft and
dancing shadows around.  A moth was flying around the flame.

   - Hello!  - she didn't seem as surprised as Kelly was, but still she
apparently didn't expect man.  - You're the new staff member?  - she asked,
approaching me and extending her slim hand with long, delicate fingers -
I'm Velma.  Glad to have you around...  - Keep.  Pleased to meet you - I
shook her hand lightly.  I started to like the situation more and more.  I
dropped my stuff on the empty bed in the corner. - Here?  - I asked - We'll
live together? - Sure - Allison shrugged - We don't have any other place
anyway.  Why?  Ashamed of me?  - she teased.

   I turned around, intending to ask Velma about her idea.  I did in fact
turn around, but said nothing.

   Sweet, tall Velma, with her wonderful, black hair let loose, stood there
with her shirt in her hands.

   This meant, yes, yes, you guessed.  She was overwhelmingly topless. 
Well, this "overwhelming" might be too strong.  Her breasts were small,
round, seemingly very firm.  She had little, pink nipples that erected in
the chilly evening air.  - Sorry - I said, turning my head away.  I
supposed she'd be embarrassed.  She wasn't.  - Never mind.  I'm a naturist
anyway.  It doesn't disturb me when anybody sees me naked.  I hope you
don't mind - she said, reaching down and removing her panties.  - No,
Velma. I surely don't mind - I burst into laughter to cover my excitement
and embarrassment.  What have I gotten into?  Oh, joy!  Oh, happiness! 
Having seen and heard what he had, Keep knew these two weeks he was
supposed to spend in the Wilderness Gils' camp were promising to be the
best holidays he could imagine.  He longed to see other girls.  Having met
cute Kelly and amazing Velma he only hope the others will be half that
treat.

   He loved little girls.  His idea for perfect being on this here Earth
was a little female, in her very early teens, at the stage of magical
change from child into a young woman.  There was nothing more beautiful for
him than the shape, the esoteric form of such a spirit.  Allison knew that
very well, but Keep never told her who was the blessed nymphet that first
drew his attention.  Not so long ago, a 14-year-old came to his place,
brought by her older sister.  A lovely lolita with blue eyes, dark hair and
seductive body.  After posing for him in only her underwear she left.  All
he got from her were two photos and a pair of skimpy, white panties.  Her
name was Alice.

   She was Allison's younger sister.

   Couple months later, Keep got seduced by another nymph - cute, little,
depraved Andi.  Spoiled but wonderful child that almost dragged him to bed
and pleased him with all her openings.

   Keep told Allison that story.  She knew the Wilderness Girls' camp would
be a place he'll love.  Being surrounded by a bunch of little cute girls -
what else could he desire?  But, not knowing the crucial fact from Keep's
past, Allison didn't even suspect that the best surprise was about to come
- and nobody was aware of it.  Neither him, nor her...  And one more
someone.



   Chapter Two - A New Staff Member

   I woke up, but kept my eyes closed, lying in the bed.  I felt kind of
unreal, that strange vertigo went through my head.  Then I finally opened
my eyes and remembered everything.  I was at the Wilderness Girls' camp.

   - Look who's up, finally!  - I heard a girl's voice somewhere behind,
out of my sight.  I sat up on the bed.  That was the outgoing kitten I met
yesterday evening.  The naturist.  What was her name?  Oh, yes, Velma. 
Now, in the broad daylight I could see her better.  She wasn't more than
19. The pure, fresh beauty of youth, I thought. - Hi there!  - I said -
What's the time then? - Quarter past six already.  You better get up
quickly, if you don't want to miss the morning assembly. - What did you
say? What time?  - I didn't believe my ears.  Let's say it frankly - I'm
not really used to getting up at such time.

   - She's right, you better get up.  I'm gonna need you - Allison came
into the tent.  I noticed she already wore her WG uniform.  It was very
much like the one that little Kelly had on yesterday night.  Very tight
(especially over the chest), with short sleeves and the shortest skirt
there was.  Allison had stunning legs - and one had no doubts, seeing her
dressed like that.  - Should I...  - a thought came to my head - Will I get
a uniform, also?  But no skirt, please?  - Goddamn, you're right!  -
Allison exclaimed - I haven't thought about it...  We'll see to it later.
Now just get going, the girls are ready - having said that, she left the
tent.  Thirty minutes later I heard a loud whistle and a cacophony of
girlish voices.

   - Ready?  - I looked over when Velma asked her question.  I haven't even
noticed when she changed into her uniform.  She was buttoning the blouse
and for a brief moment I caught a glimpse of her small, round breast. 
Delightful! - Yeah!  - I said, as I got up and zipped my trousers - Ready.
We went outside.  Believe me, I've seen couple things before.  But that was
awesome.  I saw a group of young girls, almost twenty of them, lined up in
equal groups.  As far as I remembered they called it squads.  So, there
were three squads, lined up to form a square with one side open.  On that
opening there was a pole and a flag was ready to be raised on it.  The
girls were all wearing their khaki uniforms - just like the one Kelly wore
at night - short skirt (I'd assume these were too short, but, heck, that
was so sweet); blouses with short sleeves and scarf around their necks. 
All the scarves were exactly the same - black with green lining.  I noticed
they had various little, round, colorful signs on the sleeves.  All of them
were young; Kelly must've been the oldest of all the girls.

   We approached them and I noticed a sudden fever among them.  A slight
hum of whispers arose but was cut down by Allison.

   - Attention, everyone!  - she said loudly - Raise the flag!  Velma
approached the pole and started to raise the flag.  Everyone started to
sing the anthem.  I too stood at attention and saluted the flag.  With the
corner of my eye I noticed that the girls standing to the most right of
each squad were one step in front of the line plus they had some special
signs on their sleeves.  They must've been the leaders, as they seemed to
be the oldest girls.

   The flag reached the top of the pole and soon after the anthem came to
an end.  - Dismiss!  - Allison said.  Everyone relaxed. - Good day to all
of you, girls!  - she said - I have couple things to say about today's
routine.  It's Sunday, so you are allowed to use all your time as you
please.  Today Velma and me, together with the squad leaders will make a
decision about the next week's schedule.  Any ideas and proposals are
welcome.  Logical ones, I'd like to add.  If anyone wished to attend the
church in the town, she is welcome to do so.  Velma will care of those who
want to go.  She looked around.  Me too.  All the eyes were on me and it
was kind of intimidating.  But not unpleasant at all.  Definitely not...

   - As you can see, the new staff member I told you about has arrived.  I
realize most of you didn't expect it to be man.  I'm sorry, if you feel
disappointed...  She was unable to finish because of the noise.  Everyone
cheered.  - Quiet!  - she shouted - His name is Keep Denver.  Mr.  Denver
for you.  From now on, what he says is equally important for you as if Miss
Velma or I said it.  She looked around again.

   - Any questions?

   One of the girls raised her hand.  It was the cutie with green hair that
I've observed through my binoculars yesterday.

   - Yes, Chrissy?  - Velma asked. - Is Mr.  Denver going to stay with us
till the end? - I do hope so - I said.  The reaction was enthusiastic.  I
felt a nice, warm feeling around my heart - At least that's what my
intention is. - Does that mean you'll take part in the Robinson Skill? -
I'm not sure what is that at all...  - I started. - Yes, he will - Allison
interrupted me - I'll explain to you later - she said in a lower voice.  -
One more thing - she added, for the whole audience - Another girl is going
to come in a couple days.  I expect you to welcome her well.  That's it for
now.  Velma made a step forward and extended her hands, crossed, before
her. - The Ring of Friendship - she announced.  Allison stood by her side
and motioned me to do the same.  I crossed my hands and held her.  The
squads broke their square and all the girls formed a circle, a ring.  A
nice, slender preteen approached me and grabbed my hand.  She looked up at
me and smiled.

   - I'm Sammy - she whispered and winked. - I'm Keep - I whispered and
winked back at her.

   - Here we are, in the Ring of Friendship - announced Allison - to
certify that we are all friends and we all wish things to stay that way. 
Let's sing!

   And all of them started to sing a song I did not know.

   ***

   Keep stood there, holding hands inside the Circle of Friendship, totally
awestruck.  He moved his eyes from one girl to another.  He was taking in
the young, blooming beauty of the teenagers, and soaking his eyes with
those delightful images.  Finally the song ended and they broke the ring.

   - After the breakfast you are free to do whatever you wish - said Velma
- I'm going to the town, so if anyone wished, you may join me.  Come right
after the meal.  - C'mon, let's get back to the tent - Allison pulled
Keep's hand.  Once in there they had a nice breakfast.  Velma took the rest
of the girls to the so-called "mess" - in fact it was another tent,
slightly bigger than the others.

   - What was that "Robinson" stuff?  - asked Keep, drinking coffee.  - Oh,
that!  - Allison shrugged her shoulders - No big deal.  You have to spend a
night out in the forest.  Taking their age into consideration, they need an
adult guardian to do it.  So, you'll get your own squad and you'll take
them into the wilderness.  Hope it won't be a problem?  - Definitely not! I
just hope to know whom I'm going to take with me.  They left the tent and
strolled slowly through the camp.  The girls were all in their tents,
changing their clothes into their beachwear.  The whole Sunday was free for
them to use it as they pleased.  No wonder most of them were going to swim
- at the very same place Keep had the pleasure of watching yesterday.

   - This can be fixed...  - Allison smiled - I guess you'll get Kelly's
squad.  Them girls, plus one more, she comes here tomorrow. - Oh...  A bit
late, just like me, huh? - Yeah...  - she said, as they slowly walked
toward the sandy beach.  They entered the pier and sat down.  Keep removed
his shoes and put his feet into the cool, clear water.  - I'm starting to
like it here, he said. - Well, good to know - Allison smiled at him - I'll
have to get you some kind of uniform - she look at him critically - ...a
blouse, at least.  I know!  We'll have to go to town tomorrow anyway, we'll
get something there. - If you say so - he answered, lighting a cigarette.
The girls started to pour out of their tents, all of them wearing bikinis
and carrying sun lotions and towels with them.  Keep looked at them, trying
to find the ones he already knew.  There was almost twenty girls
altogether, so it wasn't easy.  The first one he spotted was the one with
green hair.  - What's her name?  - he asked Allison, pointing at the
teenager.  - That little freak?  - the woman smiled - That's Chrissy. 
Cute, isn't she?  - Yeah...  - he answered, somewhat absent-minded, staring
at the girl.  She was small, slim; petite would be the right word to
describe her.  Her green hair reached to her shoulders.  She was wearing a
red and black bikini, a very skimpy one in fact, that barely covered
anything.  Though, to be honest, there wasn't much to be covered.  Chrissy
had small breasts that must have only recently started to develop.  At
present stage they were two round mounds on her chest, tightly clad by the
thin fabric of her bikini top.  Her small, childish nipples erected in the
cool water and now poked through the material.  She may not have had the
greatest bust in the world, but what immediately drew Keep's attention was
her butt.  It was round, kind of bubbly, firm, the lovely buns separated by
a thin red string.  She had a flawless skin, fair complexion, now covered
with a nice suntan that promised to get darker during the next few days.

   Keep kept looking at her until he felt the creature in his pants twitch.
He shook his head to bring himself back to reality and put out the
cigarette butt.  - Day dreaming, huh?  - he heard Allison's voice just over
his ear.  He nodded.  She knew anyway, so here was no reason to hide
anything from her.  He just hoped she wouldn't start getting jealous all of
a sudden.

   The girls splashed in the water, joyfully.  Most of them just waded in
the shallow waters, but some tried to swim further, into the open lake.

   - Emma!  - Allison shouted, standing up - Back here, this instant!  -
But...  - Emma tried to oppose. - This fucking instant!  - the woman
shouted again.  The hum of girl's voices stopped for a moment.  Keep looked
up, surprised.  It was already second time he saw Allison so harsh with the
girls.

   - C'mon, she's just a kid.  I don't think you should use language like
that.  - I don't think she would've reacted otherwise - snapped back
Allison - But, well, maybe I got carried away.

   Emma swam closer to the pier and looked up, at the two adults sitting
there.  - Why can't we swim there?  - she demanded. - Cause there's no
lifeguard in here.  Easy as that. - Yeah, I get it - the girl turned
around, intending to swim away.  Keep looked from above at her round, firm
butt and long, slender legs that moved slowly under the wavy surface of the
water.

   - Hey, wait!  - the girl turned back around, facing them again - Mr. 
Keep, maybe you could swim with us?  Well?  Pretty please?  - she added,
looking at him with her best pleading little girl stare.  He gasped
lightly. - OK.  Lucky you, I have my swimming trunks on - he smiled at the
girl - I think you can forgive me, for leaving you alone - he smiled to
Allison, removing his shirt and shoes.  Then he pulled off his trousers.

   - Ready, mister?  - Emma asked, swimming toward the end of the pier.  He
nodded his head and walked to the edge.  Once there, he jumped forward and
dived into the water.  It was cool, smooth and refreshing.  He dove deep,
under the surface and brushed his fingers through the sand on the lakebed.
He turned his body and pushed his legs and hands, going up, where he
splashed over the surface.  He looked back, to see Emma and another girl
swim closer.  He recognized the other - it was Sammy, the one that held his
hand in the Ring of Friendship.  He motioned them with his hand and the
three of them directed toward the open lake.

   It's been a while since Keep had an opportunity to swim, therefore he
was even happier to do it now.  The warm sun, slight wind and the smooth
moisture of the water on his skin were so extraordinary he forgot the rest
of the world.

   - Hey, mister!  - he heard a distant voice - Wait for us, willya?  Keep
slowed down and turned his head to look back.  The girls were far behind,
not able to catch up with him.  He stopped and just floated, lying on the
surface.  They reached him finally, also stopping to catch their breath.

   - Phew, you're quick, mister!  - Emma said, impressed.  She felt really
attracted, looking at this handsome, adult man.  Being only 13, she thought
he was very adult, so much older than she was. - You're great - she said -
Great swimmer, I mean - she added quickly.  - Thanks - Keep answered -
You're good too - upon hearing that, she blushed slightly.  Observing her,
the man started to suppose his stay at the camp was going to be even more
interesting than he thought.

   - Let's better get back - the other girl suggested - Miss Allison will
get angry if we swim too far. - Yeah, I wouldn't like to make her angry
either - Keep murmured - Head for the shore, I'll follow you.  It's gonna
be safer that way - he added.  They did as he ordered, swimming couple
meters in front of him.

   Safety, however, wasn't his main concern.  From his position he had a
great view - both of the girls, although young, or maybe just because of
that, had great bottoms.  He could now freely admire their young, firm
buttocks, working just under the surface of the water as they swam.  Emma's
bikini bottoms consisted of only thin strap of material in the back that
moved up, high between her ass-cheeks, giving her a lovely wedgie and
leaving her butt almost bare.  Keep looked at the other girl.  Her bikini
bottoms also rode up, tight and wet, right into her crack.  She had
wonderful, round, full, firm buttocks already without any traces of baby
fat.  He felt tempted to swim closer and simply grab one of them, squeeze
those lovely buns, caress, stroke, and feel...  He sighed, as he felt his
dick swell and enlarge quickly.  - Let's race - he shouted, swimming faster
and overtaking the girls.  He didn't need to show his erection to anyone.
Not so soon, he judged, so he tried to forget it.  They started to swim
faster and faster.  Emma was soon left behind, but the other girl was good
and she kept right behind him.  As they came closer to the shore, she
managed to dash forward and she was first to touch the pier.

   - I won!  - she exclaimed - I won!  - she was really happy. - Yes,
indeed, you did - Keep smiled as he gripped the deck of the pier and pulled
himself up and stood on the deck.

   - Nice show you've put on - Allison commented, approaching him and
putting a hand on his shoulder - I suppose you like it here.  Seems you'll
have a great time.  Both you and the girls...  - Hope so - he answered. -
Can you give me a hand, mister - they heard a voice.  It was the girl he
raced.  She was still in the water.  Keep extended his hand and she grabbed
it, trying to pull herself up.  In that moment something happened.

   Her bikini top was hooked in front, between her breasts and it had no
shoulder straps.  Maybe she had strained it while swimming?  Whatever was
the cause, the fact is, when Keep pulled her up, helping her get on the
pier, her bra just snapped - the hook broke and the colorful bikini top
fell off and landed in the water.

   For what seemed like eternity for both the man and the young girl, they
thrived there - him standing on the edge, her hanging in the air, unable to
catch her balance, astonished and, as she realized what has just happened -
ashamed.

   He looked down, at her young, fresh beauty.  She had small breasts, like
buds that were just about to bloom.  Little round mounds with big, pink,
puffy nipples that topped those lovely twins.  He used the precious
seconds, letting this wonderful image sink deep into his mind.  She tried
to cover herself with her free hand, but in course of trying to do so, she
completely lost her balance and pulled Keep with her.  She fell into the
water and the man fell on her, pushing both of them deeper.  For a glorious
moment he felt her young, firm breasts pressed against his chest.  He
reached with hand and gently brushed them feeling the enormous smoothness
and softness of those pink, puffy nipples of her, pretending to try and
catch her.  He finally did so, embracing her with his arm and pulling up.
They surfaced, with the girl coughing and spitting water.  Keep kept her on
his arm, put under her bottom.  As soon as she calmed down, she looked up
at his face and dove into the water, directing toward the shore.  Feeling
the ground under her feet, she stood up and run away from the lake,
covering her bare chest with her hands and hid in her tent.

   - Seems you frightened her - he heard Allison's voice overhead.  The
girl's bikini top was floating in the water by his side.

   ***

   It took me a few moments to regain my composure after the accident.  I
had a raging hard-on and therefore I decided to stay in the water until it
went away.  Allison must've guessed the reason and she teased me
mercilessly.

   Emma, who witnessed the whole event, suggested that her friend Sammy
will soon get over it, but I should not try to explain it.  Maybe she was
right.  I guess for a girl her age involuntary flashing an adult man could
be somewhat unpleasant.  Although I knew girls around that age that exposed
themselves quite voluntarily.

   It took me almost an hour before I was ready to sit on the pier again -
my best friend jumped to attention every couple minutes.  I just couldn't
stop thinking about little Sammy's superior tits.  These were so soft, so
delicate, so great.  I knew I'd long to touch them again.  Having
"suffered" a stiffy for so long, I felt the urge I could no longer resist.
- Allison - I asked - Where's the loo, I need to go? - Oh - she kind of
smiled - we had a latrine in here.  But nobody wants to use it.  It stinks
big time - she got up - Come with me and I'll show you.

   We went across the camp and past the place where the cars were parked.
She stood on the track and pointed her hand into the woods.

   - Forward in that direction. - Where?  - I asked, not getting it. -
Anywhere you wish.  But be careful.  Everyone uses this area.  We call it a
minefield.  Just find yourself a nice place and go for it.  And, oh,
please, hide the paper under the moss.  Or bury it.  Just leave the place
clean, OK?  - she looked at me and grinned devilishly.  Does Keep shit in
the woods, I asked myself.  Apparently, he does.  I didn't even suppose
this custom will give me so much fun so soon.  I left her there and went
into the woods, between the trees, minding my steps - she was right, you
could call this place a minefield.  I found a nice tree and took my long
deserved leak.

   Upon returning to the beach I noticed Sammy was back there as well.  She
was now wearing a T-shirt, which replaced her broken bikini top.  When she
noticed me, at first she turned away, apparently ashamed, but I managed to
catch her later, looking intently at me.  She smiled and escaped my look. I
guess she just needed some time to get over the whole thing.  The rest of
the day went on peacefully.  I swam some more and sunbathed.  After couple
long weeks of working non-stop, spent mostly in the concrete jungle of big
cities, surrounded by megatons of stone, glass and steel, I loved being
where I was - in the forest, among wildlife.  Yes, I could call the girls
wildlife.  In a way at least.

   My next adventure occurred to me in the evening and it was maybe even
better than the flashing episode Sammy provided.  I went to the minefield,
intending to take a shit.  I went far enough not to be noticed from the
road and found a nice trench.  Allison told me before the whole Duck Island
used to be a part of military training range years ago, before it was
transferred to a civilian company.  All that was left from those days, was
a net of trenches throughout the forest and occasional scars from bullets
on the trees.  I suppose they had a great time here, back then.

   Anyway, I hid myself in the dyke, pulled my pants down and was just
about to enjoy the experience, when I heard a noise.  Somebody was
approaching - I could hear a twig break under a small foot.  I pulled my
trunks back up, forgetting the shit for a moment and looked up.

   My view was obstructed by a large juniper shrug, so I moved a little and
then I saw her.  She was petite, somewhat skinny and rather short.  I
supposed she could be around 10, 11 years old.  She had dark blonde hair,
quite long, that framed her face.  In the dim light of approaching dusk and
in spite of the shadow under the trees I could still see her quite well. 
She approached the place I was in, so I ducked under the shrub.  Crouched
on the bottom of the trench, I crawled some and looked up, my head under
the juniper shrub.  The coniferous tree caused some serious discomfort but
I didn't really care, trembling in anticipation.  The girl didn't notice me
and, yes, there is someone above that cares about me, really.  She looked
around to make sure she's alone - she apparently didn't notice my crouching
presence crawling under the bushes.  From my position I could see her legs
as she approached.  I saw her pull up the rim of her skirt and, oh, sweet
joy, she pulled down her panties.  To my surprise she took them completely
off and threw on the moss.  She then crouched, facing my hideout.

   As she did so, she pulled her skirt up and I was now just only about
half a meter from her.  From my position under the lowest branches of the
juniper I had an unobstructed view at her privates.  She had a smooth,
completely bare crotch, slightly lighter than the suntanned skin of her
legs.  As she crouched, she spread her legs and that action pulled her
pussy lips spread open.  She had fat, puffy, childish labia.  These soft,
tender folds of not tanned flesh covered the darker, pink interior.  In the
dim light of approaching dusk I noticed her little slit glistened a bit
with moisture.  She squatted, spreading her legs.  Her pussy lips opened,
revealing her inner most secrets.  I could clearly see the little button at
the northern end and the darker shade where her virginal opening was.  She
tensed a bit and a stream of hot, yellow, lucid liquid speared from her
cleft, splashing on the ground under the tree, so close to me I could
almost feel the heat on my face.

   I watched in amazement as she peed like a racehorse.  It seemed to go on
for ages.  The thick stream of piss continued to flow, and flow, and flow,
forming a small puddle.  Finally the stream started to weaken, then it
changed into short splashes and finally into single drops.  She sighed
deeply and retrieved a handkerchief from a pocket on her chest.  She took
her time to carefully wipe all the remains of urine from her slit, in the
course of action spreading her fat pussy lips wide open.  She then forced
the wet hankie under the grass and stood up, reaching for her panties.  She
pulled them on, looked around, turned her back at my hideout and slowly
went away.

   I just crouched there, completely awestruck, unable to move or think
clearly.  I never thought a girl urinating could be so sexy, but this
little preteen unknowingly taught me a good lesson in my sex-ed.

   I watched as she went away, staring intently at her back.  She didn't
realize just how sexy and exciting she was for me.  Heck, she didn't
realize I have seen her taking a leak!  I took a deep breath and reached to
my trousers, intending to finish what I came here for.  It wasn't before I
touched my cock that I realized I had creamed my pants.



   Chapter Three - The Arrival of Alice

   - C'mon, get up, sleepy head!  - I felt soft, womanly touch on my face.
Slim finger traced the shape of my nose and down, to my lips.  I opened my
eyes. - Finally!  Gosh, you're a damned sound sleeper - Velma said, looking
down at me.  - Is it time?  - I asked, only half-conscious. - Yes, it is...
You better get up and get dressed.  Allison's already up and she said she
wanted you to get going.  You're supposed to take her to the town later,
aren't you?  - Oh yeah...  - I murmured, remembering what Allison said last
night - We're supposed to get the new girl, huh?  OK, then.

   Velma got up.  I noticed she was wearing her WG uniform skirt and a
plain T-shirt.  Before I even realized that, she pulled the T-shirt off
over her head and flashed me again with her small, round titties.

   - Damn, you did it again!  - I said in a low voice. - Oh, sorry - she
smiled, turning to face me.  Her breasts wiggled slightly - I can be more
careful, if you feel...  uncomfortable with my nudity. - Hell, no!  I
really like it...  - I said, truthfully - It's just that I'm not used to,
whatever, forget it.  It really doesn't disturb me even the slightest - I
added, pulling my trousers on.  She giggled like a little girl and finished
buttoning her blouse.  When we were both ready, we left the tent.  I heard
a loud whistle - Allison was standing near the flagpole and blew her
whistle.  The girls poured out of their tents and formed a square, just
like I've already seen it the previous day.  The morning ceremony I already
knew took place once again.  I suppose they started every day like that. 
After the flag was elevated and we finished to sing the anthem, Allison
spoke:
- Now, I know you liked the spare time yesterday, but today is Monday,
so we start all over again.  I need to leave for about two hours around
noon, so Ms.  Velma will take care of you.  I don't want to learn that any
single one of you misbehaved.  Did I make myself clear?!  - she looked

around.  The answer was a loud "Yes, Ms!" Allison seemed satisfied.  - Now,
your Robinson Skill will be held Friday to Sunday.  Today you'll get the
maps and you'll choose your destinations.  Later, when you've decided
already, you'll consult this with us.

   A small hand dashed up.

   - Yes?  - Velma asked, seeing this sign. - Who'll take care of the
squads? - Oh, that.  So then, if you wish...  - Allison opened her notepad
she held under her arm.  - So, the squad lead by Trisha goes with me -
there was a slight hum, hardly of approval, I judged. - Velma will take
care of Monica's squad - the noise got louder.  - Which means, Kelly and
her little...  hooligans will be accompanied by Mr.  Keep - this message
caused some kind of mindless euphoria among the aforementioned group.  -
One more girl will join you, and we are going to go and bring her here
today - Allison looked around - I hope you'll welcome her warmly and I want
not to hear about any arguments, is it clear?

   Allison stepped back and Velma talked about some minor details that
concerned the upcoming day.  When she was finished, she called the Ring of
Friendship.  We all held hands and sung.

   This time we had breakfast will everyone in the mess hall.  Or maybe the
mess tent, as it was just that.  We got hot tea, scrambled eggs and
sandwiches.

   - Who prepares all that food?  - I asked Velma. - The girls.  They have
shifts in the kitchen.  So far nobody was poisoned - she joked.  - It' s
quite good - I raised my sandwich, looking at it - And the eggs were OK as
well.  - You better like it, the food's not gonna change till the end of
the camp - Allison remarked.  But I didn't mind that.  I was impressed - it
seemed there were only the two of them and the girls and nobody else to
help.  That was a really tough job.  After the breakfast we took the maps
and went to visit the squads in their tents.  I thrived in anticipation to
get to know the girls a bit better.

   - I guess we'll go straight to your squad and you can take care of them,
how bout it?  - Allison asked, as we walked.  I nodded.

   We entered the tent.  It was one of those older types military tents for
10 persons plus their equipment.  I didn't think the army used these
anymore.  All the girls were inside.  I looked around - the beds were put
into two-level construction.  It was assembled of wood.  In the front there
was some kind of table made of plank and one other similar furniture, which
I could call sofa maybe.  Under the walls there was some kind of shelves,
with their clothes and all other stuff.  The towels and bikinis were
hanging under the ceiling on a rope.  - Everyone, attention!  - I heard
Kelly's voice as we entered and all the girls got up.  - Hi there!  -
Allison waved her hand - Dismiss - the girls did so, taking back their
places on the beds and the strange sofa.  Kelly sat on the table.  They
spoke nothing, looking intently at us.

   - Mr.  Keep's gonna be your guardian from now on.  I'd like you to
introduce yourselves.  And no stupid tricks, you get it? - Sure Miss
Allison!  - Kelly answered.  She got up and approached me, standing in
front of me in attention and saluted me. - Mr.  Denver, the squad leader,
Kelly Marsh, proud to present the squad - she motioned her hand toward
them. - Nina - a small girl, around maybe 10, with nice brown hair smiled
at me.  She was somewhat skinny, like most of girls her age, having lost
her baby fat already but still before they started to mature. - Mel - that
one was older, she was about 13 I suppose, with short, dark hair and a pair
of really big breasts that bounced a bit as she breathed.  I didn't think
she wore any bra.  She was just a little bit on the fat side, but I
wouldn't cal her fat really.  - Sammy - oh, yeah.  We knew each other
already.  It was she who lost her bikini top the day before.  She blushed
slightly and waved her hand to greet me.  - Timmy - I looked closer.  She
was a bit skinny and had long, dark blonde hair.  I took another glimpse
and I knew - that was the little fairy that performed her peeing show for
me the previous evening.  My little friend twitched dangerously. - Chrissy
- I already noticed her before - that was the green-haired 13-year-old one.
She looked up at me as she sat on the tent floor and said "Hi!" - And I'm
Kelly, but you already know that - Kelly said, saluted me again and seated
herself.  All of them looked at me now.  I looked around, feeling slight
pressure in their looks.  They perceived me as prey, I was sure of that. 
There was something feline in these girls.  Like little predators, they
observed every move of mine, every word.  I shook my head to get rid of
that ridiculous feeling.

   - I'm Keep Denver, from now on I'll take care of your squad - I tried to
talk on, but my voice was lost in their joy.  They shouted and cheered,
seemingly very happy with that simple fact.  - OK, OK!  Enough!  - I raised
my voice - We'll have time for that later, OK?  Now...  As far as other
facts go - I'm a photographer and I will also run a photo workshop here. 
Those of you, who want, feel free to join me when the time comes.  You may
learn couple nice things.  As far as the famous Robinson Skills go, I don't
really know this area - make your choice and we'll discuss it later.  Is
that right with you?

   The answer was enthusiastic.  Allison handed a topographic map over to
Kelly and suggested we could go.  I left the tent, feeling the eyes of the
girls on my back.  ***

   Keep left but Allison turned around and moved her face close to Kelly's.
- I don't want neither you, nor any of your little sluts make yourself any
problems, did I make myself clear?  - she asked.  Kelly gulped and nodded.
- Yes, Miss.  Definitely. - Glad to know - Allison said turning around and
leaving the tent.  Kelly sighed.  - What a tight-assed bitch - she murmured
and looked at "her little sluts".  The girls stared intently at her. - You
heard her, make yourself no problems, eh? - He's cute...  - Chrissy said -
Though so far he seems a bit lame.  - Hand over that map, we'll make our
choice...  We need to think it over carefully - Sammy said. - C'mon, forget
the bloody map!  - Mel opposed - He's a real treat!  Handsome adult man!  -
she dreamed away.

   Meanwhile, Allison and Keep went to visit the remaining squads and gave
out the maps.  Keep took some time to have a look at it himself.  The whole
area was an island indeed.  It was much bigger than he'd expect and the
only way to get there was the ferry they used.  Any other approach required
a boat.  He noticed what looked like a nice bay on the opposite side of the
island, but also marks that meant some buildings.  He asked Allison about
those.  - Oh, that?  - she thought for a moment - I suppose these must be
the old barracks.  Yeah, I think that's that. - I see - he said - How long
it's been since this area was left by military?  - Tens of years...  About
thirty or more.  Why? - Just curious - he answered as he started to study
the map over again.  Allison retrieved her mobile and dialed a number.

   - Hello?  - she spoke - 'Tis me.  Yes.  Will you make it?  Great.  At
the town hall, remember.  OK, bye for now - she hanged up.

   - I think we have one more hour before we need to go.

   It wasn't before noon that it was time for them to go.  They were
supposed to meet the new girl at the town hall, exactly the same spot where
Allison made her appointment with Keep.  They took his 4WD and left.

   ***

   It was some time before, around maybe eleven, when Tom Weather left the
store and took off with his truck.  He was a truck driver for couple years
already.  He worked for a big company and often traveled a lot.  Right now
he was driving also.  He turned and left the highway, going into some local
road.  He had this last delivery before his summer holidays.  He slowed
down a bit, as the truck entered the old, narrow road along the lake.  He
noticed the girl right behind the first turn.  She stood there on the side
of the road and hitchhiked.  She looked nice, that's why he decided to take
her and braked.  - Hi there!  - she looked in, when he stopped - Going to
Duck Island, you know where's that at?  There's some little louse town
around there, I was told.  Yes, there was.  And her destination was on his
route, so he told her to hop in.  As she climbed aboard his truck, he had a
moment to have a better look at her.  She was around 14-15, he judged, with
nice, round, medium sized tits that wiggled and jumped up and down when she
moved or when the car shook.  He supposed she didn't wear any bra under her
short, black tank top with bold, white, capitalized words across her chest
saying "Jail Bait".  She sure was one, the man decided.

   She had shoulder-length, dark blonde hair, and long, slim legs and nice
butt - he managed to catch a glimpse of her back when she turned to grab
her backpack.  - So, where'd ya go, little lady?  - he asked, when they
took off - You don't live in this here area? - Oh, no, not really...  I go
to a summer camp my sister runs on the island.  Y'know...  - Yeah.  Cool -
he answered.  He looked at her with the corner of his eye.  She was in her
mid teens, but she already was a killer.  An absolute heart breaker.  And a
cock-stiffener.  He felt his erection arising. - So, what's yer name,
little lady? - Alice - she answered shortly.  A melody sounded and she
retrieved a mobile phone from her back pocket.

   - Yes?  Oh, hi Allison!  Yes, sure - she babbled - Sure.  I should be
there on time, yes, at the town hall.  OK, kisses, bye!  - she turned off
and put the phone back in her pocket.  - 'Twas my sister - she smiled,
explaining.

   Alice looked through the side window of the truck, at the green woods
surrounding the road.  The trucker felt his dick grew more and more as he
observed her with the corner of his eye.  - Aren't ya afraid?  - he asked,
looking intently at her. - Afraid of what?  - she asked him, perfectly
faking innocence and unawareness.  - Y'know...  - he paused - That
someone's gonna hurt ya, y'know.  Like, them, perverts...  - Oh, that?  If
I got you correct, you want to know if I'm afraid that you're gonna stop
right here in the middle of the forest, rape me brutally and then leave me
half-dead, with my pussy and butt gaping open and my mouth dribbling with
your semen?  - she grinned devilishly.  He was dumbstruck.

   - If that's the case, then - no, I'm not afraid.  You'd never do it. 
You're just too good a man, too honest to commit such a filthy act on a
sweet, little child like me, am I right?  - Ugh...  them, yeah...  I, err,
guess so - he was still kind of speechless and stuttered.  - I knew it. 
Now, I hope you don't mind if I smoked? - Nah...  - he murmured - Sweet,
little child, huh?  Damn!  Kids these days!  - My mind is being somewhat
treacherous at times - she said lightly, puffing at her cigarette.  The
best he could do was smoke too.  He retrieved a cigarette from a packet on
the dashboard and smoked it.  His hard-on was raging.  They didn't speak
any more.  He was afraid to say anything and she didn't seem interested at
all.

   It took them about an hour more to get to the town she asked about.  He
turned toward the town hall and stopped a block away from it.

   - That the place - he said, halting the van. - Thank you very much
indeed.  Unfortunately - she said, smiling slightly - I have completely no
money to pay you for the ride... - Never mind - he said, looking at her for
the last time to memorize the image of this cute, strange teenager. -...but
I can do this - having said so, she reached to her waist, grabbed the rim
of her short tank top and yanked it up, completely revealing her bare
breasts.  Just like he initially thought when he first saw her, she was not
wearing any bra.  Her young round tits stood proud and firm.

   - This is little something to express my thankful gratitude for you for
not raping me brutally and leaving my mutilated body in the forest
afterwards.  Bye for now!  - she pulled her top down, covering herself,
grabbed her backpack, opened the door and jumped outside.  For the last
time she waved her hand at him and disappeared in the street nearby.  He
shook his head and set off.  I need to stop in the woods and beat the
bishop, he decided driving out of town.

   Alice found the town hall and just sat there, waiting for her sister to
arrive.  She noticed the brand new Japanese car as soon as it drove into
the square.  A great machine, she thought.  How surprised she was to see
Allison leave it when it stopped.  She run toward her and hugged her
tightly.

   - Great to see you again - she said, when they separated - That your
car? - she shifted her gaze to the machine and then she noticed the man. 
He must've apparently noticed her as well - his jaw dropped momentarily and
his eyes looked as if they were going to pop out any moment.  - Hello!  -
she said.  She knew this guy.  She remembered him clearly - it wasn't even
a year earlier that she met him, while visiting her sister.  He took photos
of the two of them.  And, yes, she left him some special present. - Uhm,
hello, Alice!  - he answered somewhat uneasy.  He could remember her
clearly.  Very clearly.  She flashed him with the delights of her bare
cunny and then presented with her used panties and a nice, nude photo.  And
a novel by Nabokov...  How could he forget her, this sweet little, lewd
angel, the muse that pushed him toward his real love - little girls?  -
Glad to see you again - she run toward him and hugged him, jumping up and
wrapping her long, slim legs around his hips.  Instinctively, not to let
her fall, he wrapped his hand around her back and put the other under her
bottom.  She counted on just that, wiggling around a bit, making his finger
push into her butt crack.  She was wearing tight lycra shorts and with that
one movement he felt the firmness of her buttocks and puffiness of her fat
cunny lips.  She hugged him even tighter.

   - Are you gonna make photos again?  - she asked, looking him in the
eyes. He nodded his head seriously. - Cool!  Is this your car?  It's great!
Really!  I'm so glad we met again!  - she babbled.  - Now, now!  Alice! 
Calm down!  - Allison said. - But why?  I really like Mr.  Keep - she
grinned - And he really likes me, right?  - she asked him. - Ye-es - was
all he managed to say, cause she started to fidget again and drove his
finger deeper into her crack.  Then she loosened her hug and jumped off. 
With that motion, her young, firm tits jumped up and down, almost giving
him a heart attack.  Allison should've told him who was going to come. 
Well, yes, of course she didn't know about that special, secret bond
between that man and her little sister; and anyway he didn't expect this
teen to be so open and daring.  So provocative.  He looked at her tank top.
Jail Bait.  She definitively was provocative...

   - Let's get going - he said, as he grabbed Alice's backpack and put it
on the back seat.  They all packed in and took off.

   - So, how was your trip, sissy?  - the older one asked. - Great!  I
hitchhiked - Alice said. - Just as I thought.  I told you it's too risky,
didn't I...  - Oh, c'mon!  I'm not a little kid anymore!  - she snapped
back.  They drove on.  ***

   To say I was surprised would be a bit weak.  I was extremely surprised.
Of course, it was positive surprise.  I was happy.  I was glad to see Alice
again.  She kept visiting my dreams every now and then and I always hoped
I'd be able to meet her again.  And now, there she was - right within the
reach of my hand and seemingly eager.  That was a bit, just a little bit
overwhelming.

   We were already almost at the ferry, when Allison looked at me.  Alice
was in the back seat, talking constantly.

   - Stop for a moment, OK?  I gotta go, really badly - Allison said.  I
pulled over and she left the car, disappearing in the bushed on the side of
the road.  I sighed.  - What's up?  - I heard Alice's voice behind my back.
I turned over to face the back sit.  She sat there with her feet on the
sit, her knees under her chin.  All her crotch was perfectly visible.  She
pulled her lycra shorts down all the way and I could clearly see her bare
fat pussy lips.  Her lovely mound was round and firm.  There wasn't any
trace of hair there I noticed, but I suppose she must've shaved it - she
was old enough to grow her pubic hair.  - Suppose you remember that, don't
you?  -she asked me, pulling her lycras up and sitting properly. - Ye-es...
- I managed to say only - I still keep the photo you gave me then...  -
That old crap - she laughed - I still think you would make a better one. 
Huh?  - I...  I guess so - I stuttered. - Sure - she smiled, and licked her
lips.  With the corner of my eye I noticed Allison was coming back.

   - Will you?  - Alice asked. - Sure, I will.  I'd gladly want to - I
answered. - What will you do?  - asked Allison, getting into the car.  -
Keep will teach me to make photos - Alice cheered. - Yeah.  And Mr.  Keep
for you - her older sister reminded - Will you really?  - she looked at me
- The girls could use some knowledge, y'know.  Could be a great fun to let
them make photos themselves.  We could develop it when we came back from
the camp.  - Sure - I answered after a while - I will run that workshop. 
That's what I came here for.  We crossed the river using that strange ferry
and headed straight for the camp.  Alice babbled about everything and
nothing all the way.  Finally I pulled over by the side of the staff tent
and turned off the engine.

   - Here we go - I said.  We all left.  The younger girl grabbed her
backpack and looked around.  Most of the girls were in front of their tents
and they were all throwing curious looks at the newcomer.  Allison embraced
her. - C'mon, sissy!  I'll show you your squad.

   I sat on the hood of the car and smoked a cigarette.  They went into
Kelly's tent.  That meant, Alice was going to be a member of "my" squad. 
And she'd go with the other girls and me for a night in the wilderness...

   That posed a nice prospect.  Great expectations, I may say.  Crazy
serpentines of my though drifted into wastelands, dazing my mind for a
moment.  I didn't believe I could possibly do anything with this little
cock teaser, but the way she acted, flashing me at the first opportunity.
We've only met before once, couple months before.  What a girl, really!  -
I see you remember her, huh?  - I started in attention upon hearing
Allison's voice over my ear. - Sure.  I remember the session you gave me
then.  Lovely portfolio I still have.  - Sure.  Lovely because of me or
because of her, you mangy old perv?  - she joked.  - You should know better
yourself - I snapped back half-ironically, before I realized the meaning of
that statement from my mouth. - I guess I know, I'm afraid - she said.  She
sat beside me.  - I suppose you must like it here, don't you?  - she said
in a lower voice, leaning over me and lighting her own cigarette. - Sure
do. You know me...  You know I like such...  - I was trying to think of a
proper word.  - ...  nymphets?  - she finished. - Yeah...  Fairies,
butterflies, angels...  Whatever you call that.  - Is it just your sense of
esthetics or do you desire them physically?  - Allison inquired further. 
We had talks like that before, but never in a situation like that - in
front of a handful of cute, pubescent and pre-pubescent girlies.  And not
relating indirectly to her younger sister.  - I guess partially both of
these reasons - I answered safely.  - Sure.  But I don't think some of them
treat you in esthetic way.  Definitely they're more into...  Oh, y'know.  I
can tell it's a crush. - Quit teasing me - I said, putting out the
cigarette butt - I didn't come here to be a child-rapist... - I'd rather
call it a mild Chester-Molester.  Wouldn't you like to impale some of them
- she was grinning fiercely as she looked intently at me - Especially when
some of them are ready to throw themselves all over you... - Uhm, I don't
suppose you should discuss matters like that one being the guardian.  Staff
is not at the camp for finding hypothetical ways of fucking the kids they
take care of.  - OK.  But I know how you feel...  - she got up - Let's get
moving, the dinner should be ready promptly.  And you need to try that
uniform blouse we got for you.  Having said that, she entered the staff
tent.  I followed.  Velma was inside with Emma and another girl.  Monica
was her name I suppose.  They were discussing something about the
localization of their "Robinson".  The map lay opened in front of them.  -
Oh, hi!  - Velma said as she saw us. - Hi, Miss!  Hi, Mister!  Did'ya bring
the new girl?  - Monica asked.  - Sure did - Allison answered. - Your girls
asked to tell you to come see them when you're back - Velma told me - They
want to discuss the place. - Oh...  - I said sheepishly.  They didn't waste
time, I thought.  I was quite popular, I supposed.  That felt nice.  It
always feels nice when you're popular with girls.  For a man, at least,
that is.  I intended to see "my" squad before the dinner but finally I
didn't manage to.  I saw all of them in the mess tent.  I already seated
myself, when Kelly came up to me.  - Could you drop down at our place when
you finish eating?  We'd like to discuss a thing, mister?  - she asked. 
Our place, nice said.  Would like to discuss a thing, yeah?  Foxy lady,
damn me! - Sure, right after I finish my dinner here. - Oh, all right.  By
the way, the girl you brought, that Alice...  You know?  - So, what's with
her?  - I wanted to know. - She rocks!  Thanks for bringing her in! -
Y'know she's Miss Allison's younger sister?  - I smiled. - Wouldn't ever
tell!  She's nothing that tight assed...  Oops, talking too much!  Sorry to
say something like that about your girlfriend - she covered her mouth with
her hand.  - Look, she's my close friend...  Very close in fact - I pointed
my fork at the teenager - But it's not that we're engaged or anything.  I
wouldn't call her my girlfriend all of a sudden.  - She acts like one -
Kelly leaned forward to me, taking on a conspiracy tone.  - Does she need
to be jealous?  - I inquired - Any suspected reason you could mention?  -
Bah!  - was all the young brat said and she strolled away, rocking her hips
just a bit too much for me to assume it natural.  Well, if she wanted
something, she'll sure let me know when the time was right.  I really hoped
so.

   Having eaten, I visited the minefield to took a leak and then directed
toward Kelly tent.  As I entered, the gang was already there, apparently
waiting for me to appear.  They cheered suspiciously.

   - Mister, we'd like to discuss the localization for the upcoming
weekend. How about this place here?  - Kelly pointed her finger at the map.
That was the some bay I noticed before, on the opposite side of the island.
And it was quite close to those old barracks I asked for.  That could pose
a nice opportunity to visit the place, I judged.  - Well, seems nice, but
have any of you been there before?  - I looked around.  I supposed they
were deliberately teasing me.  It was their spare time and they weren't
wearing their uniforms.  Instead, each of those teen and preteen girls wore
a pair of tight shorts and a T-shirt.  I though it was fashionable to wear
T-shirts that were way too big, mostly one of those XXL sizes.  Apparently
I was mistaken.  If any of them wore anything bigger than the M size, well,
you can kill me.  These seemed so damn tight I only waited one or two of
them would explode and expose the girl in all her young glory.

   Also, adding to my sweet torment none of them seemed to wear a bra.  Of
course, it was quite natural and normal for Timmy or Nina, but Mel's
gazoongas bounced up and down every single time she moved even a bit.  I
never though a 13-year-old could have a set that big.  The single thought
about sliding my dick between those lovely spheres made me hard.  - So? 
Have any of you tried to check the place out?  - I asked.  They remained
silent.  - There's an idea - I heard a familiar voice.  It was Alice,
sitting on the upper level of beds.  - Yes?  What kind of? - You could take
us there to check it out...  - she grinned.  I bet she had dirty mind at
that time.  I said nothing, only slowly nodding my head.  This was supposed
to mean I think it over carefully. - Well...  - I hesitated - Maybe we
could exercise that.  I'll consult it with Miss Allison and give you the
answer later.

   The hum they produced upon hearing about Allison wasn't that of
approval. - You don't seem to be satisfied?  Why?  - I asked, teasing them.
- Come on, mister!  Don't you know what my sis is like?  - Alice whined -
She'd never let us do it. - So, change the place, how 'bout it?  - I
suggested.  It didn't do any good as now they started to shout and boo. -
OK, OK!  I'll think it over and I suppose I could accept it even without
visiting it before.  I'll tell you later. - Oh, all right...  - it was
Chrissy.  She put a curl of her green hair in her mouth and sucked on it,
looking at me.  Her eyes told me they expected me to be more enthusiastic.
And more independent, I judged.  Well...

   - Anything more?  - I asked, taking in a deep breath and looking around
again.  Gosh, they looked like, I dunno!  I was hard as hell.  Alice's
boobs poked through her shirt, two hard spikes of her nipples standing out.
Mel's were much bigger and therefore more visible under her tight, thin
T-shirt.  I could easily make out big, puffy nipples.  I switched my look
to Kelly, standing right in front of me.  Her T-shirt was worn out and
washed so many times it became almost translucent.  I could easily see her
tan lines through the thin, slick fabrics and her little childish nipples
poking out, surrounded by small, perfectly round, dark aureoles.  A feast
for my eyes.  With the corner of my eyes I spotted Chrissy adjust her
breasts - apparently her T-shirt was a bit too tight even for her small,
blooming buds.  I shivered, took a deep breath and spoke.

   - If that's all you wanted, well, I'll get going.  You know where to
find me - I turned around, feeling their stare almost burn my back and left
the tent.  The tension was very strong.  ***

   - I guess you were right - Mel said, looking at Alice, as soon as the
man left - He noticed the clothes. - Oh, yeah!  - Kelly added, apparently
happy with that fact - He kept staring at our boobs!  He liked that! - He
kept staring at yours...  Definitely not at mine - remarked Nina, a petite
11-year-old.  She stroked her flat chest with her hands. - What the hell's
that - she groaned suddenly - It hurts again!  She put her hand in her
crotch, gently massaging her lower stomach with her other hand.  - Hurts
down there?  - Kelly asked her.  The youngster nodded her head.  - I told
you to go and ask Miss Velma about it - the older girl said - That may be
something serious... - Maybe I will.  Maybe tomorrow - Nina moaned, lying
down on the bed.  ***

   I came back to the staff tent and asked Velma about the little bay that
the girls showed me.  She remembered the place and claimed it to be quite
nice.  It faced the open lake, unlike our camp, and in her opinion was
really nice.  Having learned that I asked her where her squad was going. 
It turned out we would be scattered throughout the island - in fact around
5 to 7 kilometers from each group to the other.  That was really going to
be "deserted" island.  I started liking the idea.  Especially with Alice by
my side.  Oh, maybe "by my side" would not be the most fortunate phrase...
But I could already see the impact she had on the other girls.  I was
almost completely sure it was her idea with those too tight T-shirts.  The
afternoon went by without any other surprises.  Even the evening swimming
wasn't exciting, compared to what happened the previous day.  We then ate
some supper and I noticed the girls started to drag the wood from the
forest.  - A camp fire?  - I asked Allison. - Yes.  We usually have one. -
Great!  I always loved that!  - I was really enthusiastic.  - Wait till
they start singing - she laughed.

   It was already after then sunset when the fire place was finally ready.
I helped the girls to set it up and we lit it.  Soon the whole gang was
sitting there in a circle, around the dancing blaze, darkness slowly coming
down on us.  There was over twenty of them and only me alone, one man among
all those girls, though I wouldn't even call some of those children girls.
Only two of them were adults and only one my age...  I was in some kind of
pedophile heaven; that's how I felt.

   They all wore their uniforms - khaki blouses and short skirts.  And they
all sat cross-legged on the ground.  It took me almost half a minute to
realize what it meant.  I didn't even think about it until I caught a
glimpse of white cotton in the dim, dancing light cast by the fire. 
Panties.  White, sheer, cotton panties.  That evening I saw a dozen of
those, maybe more.  I don't think most of the girls realized they were
flashing me.  If they did, I wouldn't get so many panty shots.  Or would
I...?

   The younger girls would mostly wear some plain ones, childish types,
sometimes with some pictures - flowers or cartoon animals.  Monica sat
almost opposite to me and I had unobstructed view at her.  One moment when
she shifted her weight I could see up her skirt.  Red one, with lacy
lining. I supposed these were thongs.  More was to come.  Trisha gave me a
couple of looks up her skirt before I finally realized she was wearing
black ones.  Yummy.

   Velma started the evening with a tale from the island's history.  She
mentioned the regiment that used to be stationed on the island.  She mostly
told about what was the life of soldiers back then.  I liked that story but
the girls apparently weren't really interested.  Finally Velma finished and
she took up her guitar.  They all started singing.  I didn't know most of
the songs - these were their specific, Wilderness Girls stuff and some
generic tourist ballads.  But also some of them were popular youth anthems
of my generation.  And then something happened.  Something important.

   - Mr.  Keep!  Please, sing something for us, will you?  - I couldn't see
her but I knew that voice.  It was Alice.  My sweet, precious, little
lolita.  How could I refuse her?  - Me?  - I asked, trying to find her with
my eyes - Why? - You were so much into the last song!  I'm sure you know
many great pieces!  - I found her.  She sat at the other side of the fire;
the flames partially blocked my view.  - OK, maybe I could sing something -
I gulped, trying to think about anything proper for the situation.

   I looked around at all the girls' faces staring intently at me.  - There
is an old, old song that I know.  Leonard Cohen and Phil Spector wrote it
before you were even born.  Long before.  Though I suppose it's not the
best song for little girls - there was a loud protest against the "little"
phrase.

   I looked at Velma.

   - So - she asked, tapping the strings of her guitar - What's that gonna
be?  - Memories. - Try to whistle - she asked and I did so.  She nodded her
head and played the few first notes - Yeah, I can perform that - she said,
trying the chorus. - OK, then - I looked at the girls again - If any of you
knows the song, feel free to join me.  Ready?  - I asked Velma.  She
started to play and I started to sing.  - Frankie Lane, he was singing
Jezebel I pinned an Iron Cross to my lapel I walked up to the tallest and
the blondest girl I said, Look, you don't know me now but very soon you
will So won't you let me see I said "won't you let me see" I said "won't
you let me see Your naked body?"

   A shiver went over the girls.  Few of them giggled and listened more
carefully to the lyrics.  I opened my mouth to start singing the second
strophe, when a sweet girlish voice sounded first, before me.

   - Just dance me to the dark side of the gym Chances are I'll let you do
most anything I know you're hungry, I can hear it in your voice And there
are many parts of me to touch, you have your choice - she stopped for a
moment as the guitar sounded.  It was Alice, sure shot; she stared at me
intently.  - Ah but no you cannot see She said "no you cannot see" She said
"no you cannot see My naked body" - we sang that together.  Another strophe
came up.  - So we're dancing close, the band is playing Stardust Balloons
and paper streamers floating down on us She says, You've got a minute left
to fall in love In solemn moments such as this I have put my trust

   And all my faith to see I said all my faith to see I said all my faith
to see Her naked body - the last line was a choir of everyone around the
fire.  We all broke into laughter.

   But somewhere, deep inside, under the camouflage of joy something
crawled.  I could feel some



   Chapter Four - First Times

   - Denver, you filthy old dog - Allison said in fake anger, poking me
with her finger - Don't you dare to take chances with these brats, singing
them encouraging songs!  - C'mon, Miss!  Don't be so stern - Emma laughed.
- Don't even think about it - this time it was Velma, who snapped back at
the girl.  I felt she knew something that I didn't.  I generally felt as if
everyone was on some sort of private joke that I was excluded from.  I
looked around.  And then I felt as if a thunder struck me; right in the
head.

   My mind recorded the view without me even realizing it fully.  Then
another image came from my past, surfaced from my memories, doubling the
scene I saw, like a trace.  Alice was sitting across the fire.  She must've
moved some while I sung, cause I could see her quite clearly now.  She
pulled her legs up and put her chin on her knees.  I expected to have a
great view of her panties, but I only saw some dark shadow where I rather
expected a white shade of cotton.

   At first I thought she was maybe wearing black ones, like Trisha.  But
then the fire crackled and lit up, illuminating her pubic area.

   It wasn't a shadow.  Nor was it a pair of black panties.  Alice wasn't
wearing any.  Just like she did when we first met, and then again in the
car, she now flashed me.  Her bare pussy lips were plainly visible in the
whimsical light of burning flames, but I could easily make out firm lips
and darker line of her slit.  I gasped, catching my breath with some
difficulty.

   I looked around but nobody else seemed to notice anything.  When I
returned my eyes to the girl, she was sitting cross-legged and smiled
innocently when she caught my glance.  As if nothing happened.

   I looked into the buzzing flames, into their changing, dancing shapes. I
drifted away into my memories, remembering my first encounter with Alice.
By the moment I saw her I never treated teenage girls as sexual objects.  I
just didn't suspect they could be erotic for me.  And then, all of a
sudden, she opened my eyes.

   The wood crackled, the blaze hopped and another image came to me.  A
smiling redhead.  She seduced me and was my first nymphet I made love to. I
could still remember every detail of her sweet, shapely body.  And every
opening of hers.

   A voice woke me up.  I must've drifted away looking into the flames.  -
Let's tie the Ring of Friendship, to end this fine evening!  - Allison's
voice brought me back to reality.  We all rose and held our hand, forming a
ring around the fire.  - Here we are, in the Ring of Friendship - announced
Allison - to certify that we are all friends and we all wish things to stay
that way.  And a peaceful night to all of you!  The Ring broke and the
girls started to reluctantly go back to their tents.  - I give you fifteen
minutes to beds.  If I find any girl after that deadline in any place she
should not be, I'll see that she'll remember to obey the rules next time -
Velma announced.  This speeded the things up a bit.

   - You seem kinda melancholic, what's up?  - Allison approached me,
putting her hand on my shoulder - Tired?  Sad?  Unsatisfied?  - she licked
her lips in quite a meaningful way.  - It's all right, I just drifted away.
Thinking too much, I guess - I replied.  - I'm not sure if you should've
sung "Memories".  Most of these girls are now at very difficult age.  More
like boiling pots of hormones than human beings.  But, hell, you'll cope
with it anyway, if you get in shit...  - she laughed.  So did I.

   We sat at the dying fire, watching the camp getting asleep.  Only one of
the girls stayed awake, keeping watch.  I could see her walk slowly around
the camp in equal time intervals.  - Too bad she's here - complained
Allison -I'd gladly pull you down on the ground and rape you right here,
right now... - Whoa!  Seems I haven't been around for a bit too long,
didn't I?  - it was really nice to hear a confession like hers - I'd gladly
let you rape me.  Anytime.  - Mrrreow - she purred, leaning on my shoulder.
Her hair smelled with wind and smoke.  I embraced her and we just remained
silent for couple moments.  - Oh, hell...  Maybe later.  Let's check the
camp now, willya help me?  - she got up and adjusted her skirt that rode
up, uncovering her thighs. - Sure - I got up too.  We went to the kitchen
first, where we checked all the cupboards and the fridge.  Then we moved to
the mess tent.  The watch keeper was there.  - Everything clear, Miss!  -
she saluted Allison.  I looked closer but I didn't know the girl.  -
Thanks, Barb - Allison saluted back - Everyone asleep? - Err...  - the
teenager hesitated - Mostly so. - Mostly? - Yes.  They were getting to bed
everywhere when I checked.  - Better for them to be true.  OK, keep watch -
Allison said and we left the tent.  The tents of the three squads were just
in front of us.

   - We'll check those little bastards and then we could maybe go for a
walk, huh?  How 'bout it?  - she asked, as we walked. - If you mean, what I
think you mean...  I mean, yes, very willingly - I haven't had a pussy for
over a fortnight.  One may say it's not much, but when you are constantly
exposed to erotic stimuli, there's nothing like a good fuck to release the
tension.  - Shhh - she moved her index finger to her mouth in the universal
sign.  We approached the back of one of the tents.  There were girl's
voices clearly audible.  - Your girls - Allison pulled a face - And my li'l
sissy...  - she pulled another face.  - Look...  - I started to speak but
she put her fingers on my lips and shushed me.  I started to listen to the
voice coming from the tent.

   ***

   The girls were lying in their beds, in the darkness and whispering
quietly in order not to draw anybody's attention.  They played the game
they always played.  - Truth or dare, Chrissy?  - Kelly asked.  She was
lying in her bed already, just like all the other girls. - Truth - Chrissy
answered - she was sleeping "upstairs", at the higher level of their
strange sleeping construction. - O-K...  Then...  Any suggestions?  - Kelly
asked.  They played truth or dare quite often here and kind of ran out of
good ideas. - Me - she heard a voice.  That was the new girl, Alice.  Kelly
already got to like her.  She was completely unlike her sister, Miss
Allison.  Alice was simply...  cool.  Bold.  Self-confident.  And she was a
slut.  Supposedly a real one.  Or maybe she just posed, this hadn't been
determined for sure so far. - Go ahead!  - Kelly said. - Your first sexual
experience.  Describe it.  Whatever it was, blue movie, sex or just playing
with yourself.  We want the details...  All of them juicy, little, dirty
details...  - Alice's voice came from darkness.  Good choice, Kelly judged.
This girl was awesome.  And she seemed to have something special yet to
come up with. - So?  - Alice's inquiring voice sounded in the darkness of
the tent - Share your feelings to the group...  - a slight giggle went
around.

   There was a silence for a brief moment, then they could hear Chrissy
sigh.  - I was nine at that time - she started with her tale. - I was nine
at that time and didn't really know much about anything.  Together with my
brother we lived at our grandma's place at that time - she stopped for a
moment, apparently remembering something unpleasant.

   - Anyway, we lived there together.  You know, we weren't rich then,
well, we never were, and we only had one room for all three of us and it
was so damn hard to get any privacy back then.

   - I remember my brother was at that time about the age I'm now.  He
would hang out with other guys from the neighborhood and they would tease
the girls from the block.  They talked much about girls.

   - I think I was just a dense upstart, but once I was lucky.  When I came
home earlier from school I caught my bro and his best pal, George, reading
some magazine.  When I entered he hid the paper behind his back and tried
to stuff it under hiss pillow.  I pretended not to care at all, but I
thought it was something dirty.

   - I remember going out to play and waiting for him to leave home.  He
finally did and I was immediately back to our flat and searching.  I
desperately wanted to know what was it that he tried to hide so
desperately.

   - I was lucky to find it finally under his bed.  He didn't really take
much effort to hide it.  Maybe he didn't assume me to be dangerous. 
Anyway, I pulled it from under the bad.  It was a porno magazine.  I've
never seen one before in my life and I was very curious what was that all
about - the girl said.

   Everything was silent for a moment when Chrissy paused telling her tale.
A yellow blaze flicked and died as Alice lit her cigarette.  The glowing
end of it rocked in the air like a little red firefly and characteristic
smell of smoke circled around.  - And, what was next?  - came little Nina's
voice from the upper bed.  - Oh, well...  - the green-head took on her
story - It took me a long time watching the cover.  I remember.  There was
a naked woman on it with huge, naked boobs.  I remember that I envied her
very much and really wanted to have tits like that too.  - You got now!  -
Mel laughed. - Oh, well, compared to hers, your set should be considered
"tiny", Mel, my dear - Chrissy answered.  They all laughed.  It was no
secret even for the newcomer Alice that Mel had the biggest boobs around
the whole camp.  Even Allison's were smaller.  - OK.  What was next?

   - I looked inside.  I remember I was very anxious and excited.  There
were photos of men and women fucking.  I mean, at that time I didn't
exactly know what they were doing, it was all so new and so strange and I
felt it was so naughty.  I browsed through the pages and carefully examined
every image.

   - On one of the photos there was just a huge cunt, open wide, spread
with fingers.  You could see deep into it, into the dark hole in the
middle. I thought, hey, I'm a girl too, do I have an opening like that? 
And then I thought that maybe I don't and the opening will appear later,
like the pubic hair was supposed to.

   - I hid the magazine under the bed again but I couldn't forget what I
saw.  More so, I couldn't forget my dilemma about the opening in my crotch.
I knew there we two, you know, everybody has them and everybody knows that,
that's simple, but I was dying to know if there was something more to it. I
tried looking at my pussy but it wasn't possible, you know.  - At that time
I didn't know anything about sex, getting pregnant and stuff.  Grandma
would never talk to us about it, she was too prudent I think, or maybe just
too old.  And my brother treated me like kid and wouldn't talk to me about
"adult" stuff.  I tried thinking about a way to learn about it myself.

   - Finally I found it one day, when I was taking a bath.  When I was
already going out of the tub I looked down and saw my reflection on the
face of the water, just as if in the mirror.  I could see the inside of my
thighs and the bottom of my body - my pussy.  I found a way.  - The next
morning, I remember it was Saturday and Grandma went out to the mall.  My
brother was out with his friends and I was home alone.  I took Grandma's
little pocket mirror from her drawer and locked myself in the bathroom.  I
was very excited and nervous.  I took my skirt off and pulled down my
panties, removing them completely.  Then I stood with my legs apart and
holding my breath I moved the mirror in between my legs.  - What I saw were
my pussy lips, though at that time I didn't call them such.  It was a
smooth, pink flesh with this red slit in the middle.  I knew the slit
before, but seeing it from such perspective gave it a whole new meaning, a
special flavor.  At the same time I had that persistent feeling I'm doing
something terribly naughty and most probably sinful, as Grandma would put
it.

   - I loved what I saw.  But that wasn't the answer for my question.  I
needed to know if there was a third hole inside me down there.  I figured
the only way to check it was to look under those pink lips, inside the
slit. I reached with my other hand and spread my pussy with my fingers but
couldn't really see.  So I pushed a finger between the folds and started
moving up and down along the pussy to try if there was any opening.

   - When I moved my finger up I touched some spot and I suddenly felt very
strange.  I'm really ticklish and it tickled, but in a different way.  It
was something inside, deep inside.  I tried touching some more in this
special place and I got really excited and I enjoyed it.  Then I moved my
finger back down and I noticed it was a little moisture in there.  At first
I thought it was maybe a pee.  You know, I once peed my pants when my bro
tickled me too long.  But I was maybe five or six then.

   - I probed with my finger and all the time watched it in the mirror.  I
saw my pussy was getting wet, but it was some white, lucid mucus, not pee.
Then I reached with my finger even more down and then I felt there was some
hole.  It wasn't my butt, for sure, for I knew where my butt was, simple
from wiping it every once in a while.

   - So, and then, when I found it, it didn't quite look like the photo,
but I though I was still young and maybe that's why it differed.  And then
I pushed my finger inside.  And again I felt all ticklish and this strange
feeling came back again.  I tried how far I can put my finger it but it
hurt a little so I stopped pushing it in.

   - And then, that I knew I have another hole in me, I pulled up my pants
and put my Grandma's mirror back to it's proper place and went out to play
with the other girls.  I never told anybody about that, but I started
touching myself down there often and it was better and better every time I
did it.

   -And that's the whole story - she finished her tale. - Wow!  - Kelly
commented - Cool.  Very nice to hear it, Chrissy.  So, then, who's next?  -
Little Nina's next - Mel said from the darkness. - Hey, quit it, huh? 
Don't call me little! - What's up?  You're the youngest here, aren't you? -
Doesn't matter!  Shit. - Drop it girls, now, now!  - Kelly butted in - So,
big Nina!  Truth or Dare, what do you choose - she asked, but she didn't
think about Nina.  Kelly was now concerned with somebody else.  What should
she ask Alice about?  Or what to dare her do?  The newcomer deserved a
special treat...

   ***

   We were right outside the tent, able to hear every single word.  I
listened with my breath held, feeling I'm getting more and more hard with
every word Chrissy said.  - C'mon - Allison whispered into my ear and
motioned me with her hand - Let's get going...  I would gladly stay some
more and listen what would the youngster choose and maybe hear another red
hot erotic confession, but I knew the night wasn't going to end with only
that.  A woman's body was waiting to be satisfied.  We left our
eavesdropping joint and left toward the lake.  Once we got there, we sat at
the pier.

   - Makes you think, huh?  - Allison asked.  I just nodded my head.  In
fact what I've just heard excited me really much.  My schlang got stiff and
hard and it was really damn uncomfortable that way.  I adjusted it with my
hand.

   - You got a woody, didn't you?  - she inquired. - Sure...  Surprised?  -
I retrieved a box of cigarettes and smoked.  - Kidding?  - she shrugged -
But I got wet too.  Maybe we could make some good use of that all, how
'bout that? - If you mean some wild fuck in the woods, well, I'd be first
to take part in it...  - I guess you'll have no choice.  And better prepare
yourself for a tough task.  A double one.  - What's that?  - I asked,
putting my hand on her neck and delicately scratching.  She purred like a
cat and moved her body under my caress - Need a plumber?  Your little butt
itchy again? - Mmmmrrew...  You bet!  - she purred - I really feel like
being seriously impaled, also from behind. - So come, my kitten - I threw
away the cigarette butt and got up.  Then I took her in my arms.  - Hey! 
Be careful not to drop me!  - she warned playfully. - Wouldn't even try!  -
I said, as I took on a road that ran along the coast deep into the forest -
This way here?  - I made sure.  She nodded.

   We descended into the soft darkness of the forest.  All I could make out
at first was the silver mirror of the lake on my left.  As my eyes got used
to darkness I started to see more - the vertical shadows must've been
trees, while the long horizontal shadow was definitely the road.  As we
walked, I could make out more and more details.  - You think it's far
enough?  - she asked, shifting her weight in my arms.  I could feel her
excitement; mine was rising as well. - Far enough what for? - For the girls
not to hear me scream with pleasure - she whispered in a seductive voice,
licking her lips.  Her saliva glistened in the dim moonlight.  - If you
intend to be as loud as the last time we did it, we should get across the
lake and even that wouldn't be far enough - I joked.  We came into some
kind of clearing on the bank of the lake.  There was sand on the shore and
a mild, grassy slope going down toward the water.  I judged it should be
good.

   I knelt down and put her on the grass.  Before I could even move she
pulled my shirt, pinning me down and started to kiss me.  Our tongues met
and danced a wild dance of passion and pleasure.  I didn't loose time and
put my hand under her blouse, probing for her round, firm breasts.  She
helped me unbuttoning it and dropped it on the grass, pulling me on top of
her.  Her breasts were firm, round, her small pale nipples stood erect,
poking into the night sky.  - Hmmm - she purred - It's been a long time
since we last did it.  You had anyone in between?  - Not really - I
admitted, busy pulling her skirt down.  She wore plain, white cotton
panties with a wide green elastic waistband.  Her right hand dashed up,
unbuttoning my shirt while her left hand unzipped my trousers and searched
for my stiff rod.  Listening to little Chrissy's story about her erotic
experiences really did turn us on a whole lot.  Allison grabbed my cock and
her slim fingers squeezed it tightly.  She started to slowly pump it up and
down.

   - I want it in - she demanded - Inside of me. - Sure - was all I
answered as I tugged her panties down, trying to pull them below her knees.
Just as I remembered, she was still shaved down there.  Her pussy lips were
shiny and smooth, like those of a little child.  She did it for me - to
resemble a little girl when we were together.  Her pussy lips framing that
sweet pink slit were slightly open and glistened with moisture.  More
wetness was coming - I could see a thick lucid drop roll down her cleft and
disappear between her buttocks.  Using my fingers I parted her pussy lips
to have better view of her lovely cunny.

   - Not in here - she demanded, putting her hand on mine just as I
prepared to finger her and pushing my fingers down. - I want it up my
asshole...  - she sighed - Get the lube from my pocket - she motioned her
hand to show me.  I retrieved a small tube of KY jelly from the pocket of
her blouse.  Always prepared, I thought.  A Wilderness Girl, after all,
wasn't she?  Ready for anything goes.  - Give it to me - she demanded. 
Then she turned over, kneeling, and put her head on her arms.  Her lovely,
round, firm butt pointed into the sky.  The moonlight lightened up her
skin, making it silvery.  I moved myself behind her.  Her round, firm ass
pointed toward the moon, whose light silvered her skin.

   She had firm ass-cheeks of pale, smooth skin.  I ran my finger from the
top, down the cleavage of her bottom, down until I encountered her darker,
pinkish back orifice.  I started gently pressing my fingertip into.  She
gasped slightly as she felt my operations.  I put some jelly on my finger
and smeared it all over her rosebud, delicately pushing in and massaging
the tightly shut opening.  Allison relaxed and her butthole loosened a bit.
I added some more KY.

   - It's so cold - she said as shivers went through her body, but these
were rather of pleasure than coldness I judged.

   I started to massage her opening again.  With each round stroke my
fingertip sunk a little bit more into her ass.  Her sphincter relaxed and
suddenly my finger dashed into her rectum to it's base.  Allison shrieked
with pleasure.

   - Yes!  - she whined - Push it in.  Deeper.  I want to feel it!  I
pulled my finger out and then forced it back in.  She shrieked again.  I
started to stretch her rear gate to the sides, opening her more.  I smeared
some more KY jelly over my finger and pushed two of them in.  She liked
that, pushing back on me, rocking her hips to my rhythm.  Her back orifice
was now opened wide, waiting for something bigger, harder, stronger...  I
removed my fingers.  Her shit chute was stretched open, a dark tunnel into
her body, bottomless well of her bowels, gate to the gardens of pleasure. -
Ready, honey?  - I asked, smearing the lube all over my dick until it was
slick and shiny.  - For a long time now!  - she gasped.

   I positioned myself behind her, kneeling.  I put my left hand on her
hip, to steady her a little and guided my cock with my right hand.  She
shivered when the dickhead touched her opened rosebud.  I positioned the
head right at the entrance to her ass and started to slowly push against
it.

   I could feel her tighten and relax alternately.  I pushed some more,
trying to get behind her sphincter, applying more and more force.  I could
feel my dick slowly make its way in, inching into her.  I pushed some more
and pulled her to me with my hand and the suddenly in one moment my
dickhead popped into her hot, humid, pulsating rectum.  She shrieked once
more, feeling my prick inside her butt and tightened her sphincter.  All
her muscles contracted and for a brief moment I felt as if she was going to
cut my dickhead off with her anal opening.  I started to slowly force my
way in, up her intestine.  She breathed heavily, so did I.  It was so damn,
excitingly tight, so hot.  All around me I could feel pulsating flesh.  I
pushed more, stretching her, until I was buried in her bum till the base of
my rod and my sack slapped against her pussy lips.  I felt some moisture on
my balls - she was dribbling wet, her girl juice was flowing down her inner
thighs, glistening in the moonlight.  I started to withdraw slowly, until
only the head was still inside and the speared back in, slamming against
her buttocks.  She screamed.  And she kept screaming with every stroke I
made.  I continued to withdraw and dash back in, strong, fast and forceful.
Her voice echoed in the forest and over the lake as I fucked furiously her
sweet, sweet asshole.  Her body jerked when my dick reached deep inside it,
touching her innermost nerves, deepest cavities.  She was alternately
relaxing and tensing her back orifice until she lost control over it,
overflowed with pleasure.

   I pumped her, rocking back and forth, alternately pushing in and
withdrawing, in and out of her rosebud, tightly clad around my stiff, wet,
shining rod.  I pulled out, completely removing my dick from inside her
with a loud pop.  - What's up?  - she demanded, looking at me over her
shoulder.  Her eyes were slightly blurry and she breathed heavily. - Turn
over - I demanded.  She turned to her back, lying down.  As she did so, I
mounted her, pulling her legs up beforehand.  She hooked her legs on my
shoulders and that action pulled her whole lower body slightly over the
ground.  I probed down with my rod.  She got my idea extended her hand to
help and guide it precisely back to her rear entrance.  I shifted the
weight of my body and used it to slam back into her bowel, burring the
whole length of my stick inside.  She shrieked again.  Unbelievable, but
she was even tighter that way.  I'd be hardly able move back and forth if
not for the KY.  I lowered my face and we started to french kiss as I
rummaged her ass.  We took our time, savoring the sweet feeling of
togetherness, the tightness of her tunnel, the stiffness of my rod, the
heat of our naked bodies in the cool night air.  I pumped up and down,
brushing my stomach against her pussy and her swollen clit.  Every time I
stroked it she gasped loudly.  Her half closed eyes got real blurry.  I had
to slow down, her wetness and tightness was driving me real crazy,
balancing on the edge of ecstasy.

   We changed our position again.  She got up, standing, and propped
herself against the tree.  I stood behind her and slowly slid up her butt
again.  Her rosebud was stretched and worked out already, yet I wouldn't
call it loose.  I put my hands over her breasts and squeezed as I fucked
her, tweaking her stiff nipples with my fingers.

   - Ready, darling?  - I whispered into her ear. - Twice already.  Gonna
be thrice if you wait a moment and cum inside.  I quickened the pace a bit.
My balls were boiling already, dangling as I move in and out of her
asshole. I had to tense my muscles to keep from cumming.  Finally I could
not fight it anymore.  My whole dick seemed to be ready to explode.  I
speared deep into her, lifting her whole body slightly from the ground. 
She gasped, holding her breath and biting her lip to hold from screaming. I
squeezed her tits more when the first wave spurted and splashed against the
walls of her intestine.  Wave after wave, spurt after spurt I pumped my
semen into her back door, filling her rectum with this orgasmic enema.  It
seemed to go on for ages.  Her tunnel pulsated, tightened as if she wanted
to milk me completely dry, as if her butt sucked on my dick, giving me a
blowjob.  Finally there was nothing more to spurt.  My balls felt
wonderfully empty.  So did my mind.

   I lowered a bit and my softening cock slowly slid down and popped out of
her asshole.  Some of my jism dribbled down her legs, flowing on her skin,
down her things.  One string even made it to her knee...  She put her
forehead on her hands, propped against the tree.  We both had problems
catching our breath.

   - Oh, my...  I needed that - she confessed.

   I didn't say anything.  Strong vertigo made me sit down on the grass. 
She turned around and joined me, lying by my side, sweet, hot and sweaty
luscious cat.  - Will you be ready for one more?  - she asked, licking my
eyelid.  - Sure.  Just give me some time... - Oh, that poses no problem. 
We got whole night long...  It's just that, y'know, my pussy got jealous
and she wants to get fucked just as good, how 'bout?  - More than willing -
I said, leaning toward her to kiss her soft, tender lips.  It didn't take
long before my stick got stiff again, but it did take us quite a lot of
time before we finally got back to the camp.  In fact it was almost
daylight already when we made it to our tent.  We walked back in the pink
rays of dawn, reflecting in the face of the lake.  I put my head down on
the pillow and slept like a log at once.

   ***

   Velma stopped and looked back at Keep and Allison.  Once more she
wondered if she shouldn't wake them up, but they looked so spent that it
wouldn't be humanitarian to do it.  She could cope quite well on her own.
Anyway, the girls would be busy all morning, preparing for the afternoon
fashion show they were supposed to perform.  Every squad was a separate
"fashion house" and they were supposed to compete.  They could do perfectly
well even unattended.

   The morning gathering went smooth and no one even asked about the
missing staff members.  There were however some giggles when the girls saw
Velma all alone.  - You better get to work now, the show is planned right
after the dinner - she said, looking at the girls gathered around the
flagpole. - Miss?  - it was Monica. - Yes? - We'd like the show to be held
later, Miss. - Why should we?  - asked Velma, shushing the nervous hum of
voices with a motion of her hand. - We got kitchen today, we won't have
enough time to prepare before dinner.  - Oh, that.  Let me think...  The
other two squads will send one girl to help in the kitchen.  That should do
the trick.  Anything else?  - there was no answer.  - If we're done,
then... The Ring of Friendship - she commanded.  They tied the Ring and
sung.

   After the morning gathering was over she came back to the tent.  The
lovers were still asleep so she took her book and went to the infirmary.

   Well, maybe the name was a bit too much for the place.  It was just a
small tent with two beds, a desk and a well locked cupboard with
medicaments and some basic stuff.  Velma sat at the desk and started
reading.

   - Miss?  - she heard a quiet whisper.  She looked.  Nina from Kelly's
squad poked her head inside and looked at her.  The girl's light brown hair
framed her cute face, reaching just barely over her shoulders. - Yes? - You
alone?  Got a minute? - Sure - she got up - Come inside.  What's the
problem? - I...  - the girl hesitated a bit, as she approached Velma - I
bleed...  - Holly cow!  Did you cut yourself?  Where?  - she grabbed the
girl's arms in her hand, trying to find the wound. - Not here - the preteen
sighed.  She looked around as if to make sure they're completely alone.  -
Not here - she repeated - Down there - she said, pointing her finger in the
general direction of the ground. - Where exactly?  - asked Velma, squatting
in front of the girl and looking at her skinny legs.  - From...  From my
pee-wee - the youngster confessed. - Oh, my!  You got your period, right? -
Velma looked in her face.  Nina nodded, biting her lip.  - I'm ashamed... -
she said in a small voice. - Totally no need to!  - Velma almost exclaimed
- That's great.  That's one of the most important days in girl's life. 
You've just started becoming a woman!  Yeah.  And you'll immediately start
to hate it.  A week lost every month, she thought, though she said nothing
about it aloud.  This kid still had enough time to start hating her
womanhood.  - Aren't you a bit young, by the way?  - she asked, opening the
cupboard - How old are you?  - Eleven since April...  - the girl said. -
Really early.  Girls wouldn't usually expect it for a year or two more. 
Whatever, come over here - Velma motioned the preteen with her hand.  She
opened a packet of sanitary pads.  - Now, you put one of these into your
panties... - Don't want any of these - Nina said before she could finish -
Nothing will force me to use it!  - Why?  Come on!  There's no other way,
you can't just run around bleeding.  Pants down, now!  - Velma demanded. 
The 11-year-old did as ordered, pulling her panties down, until they fell
around her ankles.  She held her skirt up with her hand, gathered on her
chest.  She had tender, puffy pussy lips that protruded slightly.  There
was just a hint of soft, fair peachfuzz on her juvenile mound.  There were
also minor traces of dark blood that coagulated on the edges of her slit.

   - You need one of those to keep you clean and hygienic. - M-hm - the kid
shook her head - No way!  We got the fashion show today and everyone will
see.  Won't go - she pouted. - Look, there really is no other way. - There
are tampons...  - the girl whispered, staring intently at her feet - I
heard you put them inside and nobody can see...  - she added, looking
around as if to make sure nobody is near to hear her words. - Well...  -
Velma got up - Yeah, there are.  But I don't think you're big enough for
one of those? - Why?  I'm already 11!  I'm a big girl - Nina said, looking
into the open cupboard, as if she expected it to admit her right. - Yes...
But, you see, how to put it, your pee-wee is not old enough, not developed.
A tampon may not fit inside.  It may be too big to go into you pussy, get
it?  - Sure.  But I want to try it anyway.  I won't use those - she pointed
her finger at the sanitary pads with definite disgust.  Velma sighed and
shrugged her shoulders.  Then she returned to the cupboard and started
searching the shelves, looking for an appropriate box.  She found some mini
size tampons finally.

   - OK, wait a moment...  - she said, skimming through the instruction
leaflet.  "Appropriate for virgins" said a note in there and that satisfied
her search.  We'll check if it's true, she decided.  - C'mere - she said,
sitting the girl on the chair - Now, see this picture here?  - Nina nodded,
looking at a pictorial instruction. - This here is the little opening in
your pussy - Velma traced vagina on the picture with the tip of her finger.
- Tampon will go inside of here, high up into you tummy.  This should not
hurt, though it may cause some discomfort at first.  I hope you're big
enough for it to fit in.  - Sure I am!  - Nina said proudly - Last month I
bet my friend I can put a pencil inside my pee-wee.  And I did. -
Interesting...  - Velma grumbled underneath her breath - Wonder what else
little girls do these days... - That's just...  very convenient, let's say.
But the tampon is a bit bigger.  - I'm sure I can take it, Miss.  Let's do
it!  - the kid was enthusiastic.  - OK.  Stand here, like that, great! 
Better take these completely off - she removed the girl's panties and
tossed them on one of the beds. - Now, put your leg here.  Stand it on the
chair - Velma helped the girl accomplish the task.  Little Nina now stood
beside the chair, her right leg on the edge of it, naked from the waist
down.  In that position her pussy lips parted and her little snatch opened
wide.  A ruby drop of blood dripped down from her opening and soaked into
the sand.  - Stand still now - said Velma, removing the foil from the
tampon - I'll make it as gentle as I can.

   She parted the girl's labia some more with her fingers and positioned
the round tip of the tampon where the child's virginal opening should be.
Then she pushed slightly up.  There was some resistance.

   - Everything all right?  - she asked Nina.  The girl nodded, slightly
biting her lip.  - You really sure?  - Velma doubted the girl's
truthfulness.  - 'Course I'm sure!  Go on, let's do it finally - the
preteen got nervous.  - If you wish so - Velma shrugged and pushed some
more on the tampon.  The resistance gave up under the force and the cotton
cylinder slid deep inside.  Nina hissed slightly and got very pale.

   - Are you OK? - Ye-es - she said in a weak voice - I think so. - Try
sitting down.  Here, on the bed - she guided the girl to the nearby bed. 
Nina sat down.  - Is it all right?  Can you feel it inside of you? - Nope.
Nothing... - Try to squat - Velma ordered and the girl obediently did.  -
Any discomfort?  Feel anything inside? - Nothing at all!  - the girl was
apparently really happy.  Her paleness went away and she smiled. - I feel
great, Miss.  Really. - OK.  Now, one more thing.  This here is a special
string - Velma reached between the girl's legs and slightly pulled on the
white string coming from little Nina's vaginal opening - This is used to
remove the tampon.  But it'd be better if you visited me.  Let's say in
about four hours.  We'll exchange it, OK? - Sure, Miss - the girl beamed a
smile.

   Velma took some sanitary tissues and helped the preteen clean herself.
Then she reached for her panties.  There was quite a stain in the middle of
them.  - Better get these washed.  And don't forget to put on a new pair. I
wouldn't like to see you running around with a bare butt. - Why?  I did so
when I was younger - little Nina opposed. - When you were younger!  And
you're a big girl now, soon to be a woman.  And big girls don't run around
naked, got it? - Look who's talking?  - Allison entered the infirmary right
in time to hear Velma's last sentence - Since when would a naturist like
you insist on putting on panties?  - See, Miss?  - Nina said - Thanks again
- she added, as she turned around and proudly strolled out of the tent,
dirty panties in her hand, rocking her hips overtly.  - Gee whiz, what was
that all about?  - Allison asked - She got laid or what?  - Girls'
problems. Slept enough? - Yeah, you should've woken me for the morning
gathering.  Anyway, the breakfast is there, waiting for all of us. - So,
let's get moving...  - Velma answered, locking the cupboard.  She looked
around one more time to ensure everything was all right and they left for
the mess tent.

   Chapter Five - The Fashion Thing

   A few days have gone by.  The life at the camp was going on with a
steady, slow pace; no unnecessary surprised disturbed us.  Every day I fed
my eyes with the lovely images of the girls, running around in their
bathing suits or their tight, skimpy uniforms.  Oh, joy!  Oh, happiness!.
Life was simply marvelous.  It was an early morning.  I finished my
breakfast and pushed the plate away, leaning back on the chair.

   - What's the schedule for today?  - I asked, looking at Allison.  She
was chewing on her sandwich. - Mo'ht - she moved her hand to show me to
wait.  Finally she managed to swallow.  - What's that shit?  - she asked,
putting the rest of the sandwich aside - They didn't get tired making that
stuff, I'm sure.  OK, what did you ask about? - What are we going to do
today?  - I repeated my question, rocking on the chair.  It was crackling
dangerously, but I took chance to swing some more, hoping it will not break
down under me.

   - Fashion show.  The girls always love events like that.  They will
compete to present the best "fashion collection". - Great!  - I quickly
pictured the idea in my mind.  Promising, at the least - What's our role in
it? - Jury.  You'll just sit in there, stare at them and then decide who
did best.  I'm positive you'll like it, though it may be somewhat boring...
- she smiled meaningfully.  I pulled a face on her, but she was right with
one thing.  I was going to like it.  Like hell.  - I'm going to visit them
after the breakfast, how 'bout it?  Drop down to your girls and check
whether they're doing fine - she advised, getting up.  She cast one last
disgusted look at the remains of the awful sandwich.  I followed her,
retrieving my cigarettes.  There were only three left in the box, I
noticed. I'll have to pay a visit to town soon, I thought, putting the box
back in my pocket.  I decided to save these for later.

   We split at the flagpole and I directed to "my" girls' tent. 
Approaching, I could hear a loud music playing.  Apparently Alice have
brought her stereo, along with some CDs.  I rather expected to hear the
modern crap, one of those Brittanys, Christinas or some Justin-Shmastin,
but I recognized the song.  The Bloodhound Gang.  I had a copy of their CD
somewhere, wasn't bad.

   The song came to an end just as I entered the tent.  I opened my mouth
to say something when another track started.

   - Hello!  'Tis Frank - said an elderly lady's voice, apparently on the
phone.  - Hello mother dear!  - a young man's voice answered. - Oh, hi Sam!
What you're doing? - I'm trying to figure word that rhymes with vagina... -
Ophh!  Lima, like Lima beans? - How bout that...  the Teenage Witch... 
Sabrina? - No!  That's made up word.  Why don't you try and change the word
vagina to something else?  - Like box or pussy or cunt?! - Ohh!

   Ohh, I though myself.  I didn't remember that.  And it was only the
beginning - he started to sing something about his search for vagina, in a
way I would call interesting at least.  - Hello, Mr.  Denver!  - I heard a
voice.  Only then I realized I still stood in the doorway with my mouth
still open, like a dork. - Hello, girls!  - I waved my hand, looking
around. Kelly was sitting in front of me on the funny, low, wooden table,
beaming.  She was wearing her shorts and bikini top, clad tightly over her
tits.  Hard nipples poked through the shining material.  Holly cow, those
girls seemed to be always sexually stimulated.  It kind of felt as if their
erected nipples haunted me somehow.

   Behind her I noticed my sweet little Timmy wearing a worn out T-shirt
washed so many times it became almost translucent.  I could see her nipples
through it.  It was much too big and hanged down, to her knees.  I could
bet she wasn't wearing any panties.  I would surely notice if she did.

   - Hello!  - I heard a familiar voice.  Alice was lying on the upper
level of the combined bed; it seemed she just woke up. - Hi there!  Asleep
so late?  - I teased.  She stretched her arms and because of that motion
her sleeping bag fell off exposing her breasts.  Bare.  It seemed she slept
without her top.  A quick thought went through my mind - only topless or
maybe completely nude...?  - Uhm, excuse me - she said, looking down at her
young, ripe bust and somewhat reluctantly covered herself. - I can see
you're having a great time - I muttered.  They all laughed.  I intended to
say something else when I got a strong hit on my kidneys. - Oops, fuck, oh,
sorry, Mr.  Denver!  - it was Mel.  Together with the rest of the gang,
they poured into the tent, almost running over me.  They all started to
chat, talk, gossip, laugh, giggle and run all around, leaving me stunned in
the middle of the chaos.  - Mr.  Denver!  - I heard Nina's voice.  I turned
around. - For your information only, we're gonna get changed into our
swimming suits now.  I thought you'd like to be warned - she grinned and
pulled her T-shirt over her head before I could even think.  She had a flat
chest, with only pink, round nipples, which didn't even start to bud.  - I
suppose I better leave...  - I started.  I wanted to add something but I
saw Mel do the same trick.  The only difference was she had breasts. 
Stunning, amazing pair of big round globes that jumped up and down when she
freed those lovely twins from their cotton restraints.  I gasped and turned
around, feeling a strangely strong tension in my pants, only to see Chrissy
standing just in front of me, proudly topless, her small breasts pushed
forward, as if she intended to brush me any moment.  The situation got out
of hand all of a sudden.  - I hope you all do your best at the show - I
managed to stutter as I left the tent.  Once outside I inhaled deeply and
reached for my cigarettes.  I greedily sucked in the hot smoke as I quickly
went toward the beach almost sure they had enough time to notice a tent
created by my rock-hard pole.

   ***

   Alice stretched her arms again and turned over.

   - He ran away, no kidding - she said, looking down at the girls.  Except
for Kelly and Timmy all the squad was now topless, running around and
rummaging through the piles of clothes they scattered all around. -
Apparently - Kelly commented - It seems the task's not gonna be as easy as
you pictured it...  Whatever, your try! - You bet - Alice yawned.  She
reached back under her sleeping bag and scratched her buttock - You can
back out, if you're chickening...  As you please!  - Hmph!  You'd wish!  -
Kelly got angry - Quit kidding! - C'mon, drop it, guys!  - Nina butted in -
Better start thinking about the fashion show.  We need something special. -
Yeah...  Easy to say... - I got couple ideas, if you care to listen to it -
Alice propped herself on her elbows and looked down at the gang, her gaze
expressing mock boredom.  - OK - Mel looked up - What's that you want to
try?

   Alice made her way out of the sleeping bag and jumped down.  She threw
all her stuff out from her backpack and searched through it, picking up
couple items.  - Now!  - she showed them a blouse - This is supposed to be
a newer version of the Wilderness Girls uniform, I just need a sharp
knife...

   ***

   I wandered around the camp for the rest of the morning.  I swam a little
in the lake, walked around in the woods and talked to Velma and Allison.  I
wondered what did the little flashing show in the morning meant.  They all
acted just like Alice did the first day, flashing me in the car.  It seemed
they did it on purpose - like her.  I supposed she had much to do with it.
I didn't dare visit their tent again.  It's not that I didn't want to or
that I disliked the show I got in the morning - nope.  I just felt I didn't
have the situation under control.  The three of us staffers had to find out
a way to prepare the catwalk.  After looking over couple unfeasible ideas
we finally decided to put the dining tables into one, long row and the
girls would stroll on top of those.  That being already decided, we
generously took our time to assemble the walkway and even more to kick back
and relax.  It wasn't before we were finished that we realized there's
still need to use the tables to eat dinner.  Faced with it, we decided to
leave the things as they were anyway.  The girl seemed amused with the new
setting, one long table for everybody.  I think it did all of us good.  A
sense of community and equality was created that way.  Though, there was a
slight problem - bringing the food from the kitchen, that was now on the
other side of the camp.  Somehow, we managed to cope with it.

   Finally the dinner was over and the show time was about to begin.  We
set chairs at the flagpole.  All the girls were sitting in a semicircle by
our sides.  In the middle there was a free space - the improvised catwalk.
They were going to present their "collections" in squads, one by one, while
the rest watched and judged.

   The three of us, Allison, Velma and me were the main jury and it was our
task to decide who's the winner.  And the main prize seemed quite
attractive, at least for the girls - the winning squad had two following
"kitchen days" free - the others were supposed to take them in turns.  I
knew the girls hated the kitchen really badly so a rough fight was
expected. I was too nervous to remember anything specific about the first
two presentations.  Some general variations about the WG uniforms, bikinis
and stuff but nothing that really drew my attention.

   Finally it was time for a break and after that for the presentation by
the last squad - the one led by Kelly and taken care of by me.  I needn't
say I was extra excited and a bit anxious.  After all, I haven't seen their
work and didn't know what to expect.  We sat there, under the flagpole,
waiting for the break to end.  I smoked my last but one cigarette, greedily
inhaling and planning a trip to the down after the show was over.  A trip
to buy fags and the booze.  - What do you think about it?  - Velma asked,
leaning toward me.  - So far it was great...  - there was no need to
exaggerate.  The show was really superb and so was my aching hard-on.  I
had to force myself not to fidget and fiddle, adjusting it all the time. 
In fact I'd gladly run into the woods and shoot my load somewhere.  - I
especially liked what Emma was wearing - I added - And you?  - Me too. 
They're young, pretty; they can expose their bodies now, when they're still
beautiful - Velma said, thoughtfully. - Drop that line, Velma!  - Allison
started to laugh - They just look like sluts, that's what's on.  But I
suppose you like it the more, huh, Keep, my dear?  - she smiled, turning
toward me.  - Yeah, I'd lie if I denied - was all I managed to say.  I
looked around - all the audience was back in their places.  The break was
coming to an end.  I saw a small, tanned hand extend from the "dressing
room", putting Alice's portable player on the "catwalk".  She pressed play
and a melody started.

   At first I didn't realize what was it, but then I recognized it.  A
soundtrack.  From the motion picture...

   - Ladies and gentleman!  - the entrance to the "dressing room" opened
and Kelly appeared - The one and only!  Kelly's Heroes!  - she motioned her
hand.  Yes.  From that very movie.  And she did look like some kind of
freaky soldier.  Well, at least resembled one.  - Welcome to our humble
show - she continued, as she strolled along the catwalk, holding a piece of
lumber imitating a microphone.  She was wearing heavy boots, the type I'd
wear if I fancied riding an H-D chopper.  Her bare legs were visible up,
barely over her mid-thigh, where an ultra short skirt started in camouflage
colors.

   - In today's life, with the terrorist threat and all the predators that
stalk us, a true Wilderness Girl must be prepared for anything!  - she
continued, slowly walking toward the jury.  Her skirt was fastened with a
wide, brown leather belt with a heavy, iron clamp.  Over the belt her naked
flat tummy showed perfect tan.  I started making photos, one by one.  With
extreme close-ups.

   - Being ready for anything means comfortable and useful clothing.  We
should more carefully choose what we wear!  - she continued, approaching
slowly but steadily.  I looked at her belly button and then up, tracing her
body with my eyes.  The edge of her ribcage.  Up.  The clothing started
again in the most annoying place where I already expected her tits to be. I
could only see the soft, darker shadow right under the rim of her top...  -
Comfort.  That's what counts.  Durability!  But never forget your
femini-nity - Kelly stuttered slightly with the last word, but I had no
time to think about it.  She was at the edge of the catwalk.  Close enough
for me to reach with my hand.  The girl stopped.  I looked up at her, my
eyes sliding on her skin.  I didn't make it to her face - her top was
rather loose and from my position I could see the soft, pale undersides of
her breasts, casually perky, hardly restrained with clothing.  I inhaled
deeply, unable to shift my gaze to any other place in the world.  - This is
a suggestion for the new WG uniform.  How about it?  - she asked, and
pirouetted, turning 180 degrees.  In the course of motion, her skirt rode
up, loose as it was, revealing the back of her panties, or maybe an almost
complete lack of it, as she wore thongs.  For a brief, happy moment her
round, firm evenly tanned buttocks shined in the afternoon sun and I
managed to get a photo of them lovelies.

   Then she started to slowly stroll back toward the dressing room, not
saying anything.  I froze in place, with my eyes glued to her butt.  I
suppose I must've looked dumb, cause Velma poked me with her elbow.

   I didn't have much time to react.  Kelly stopped at the entrance to the
"dressing room" and kept on talking.

   - Any resistance is futile against our fearless girls - she announced.
Two more girls appeared on the catwalk.  They were Chrissy and Mel both
dressed the same way.  They wore my beloved short "hot pants", made of some
khaki material.  Those shorts were of the most peculiar cut I've seen; the
waistline was high but the legs were cut almost as high from the sides.  It
looked as if someone tried to make a bikini thongs out of jeans.  They had
heavy boots on.  The girls strolled forward, casting long looks around, as
if trying to spot an imagined enemy.  I kept on making photos.

   They both wore some kind of top that apparently used to be T-shirts not
so long ago.  The sleeves were cut off, forming a triangle of cloth
widening down from the neck, tightly clad over their tits.  Especially over
Mel's boobs, that seemed even bigger, rounder and firmer than before.  The
shirts were tied into tight knots at the breast line, not even under it, so
that I could clearly see the undersides of Mel's boobs.  Chrissy's weren't
big enough, but still the tight material left very little for imagination
with her puffy, soft nipples swollen and poking through the thin fabric.

   Both of them had black camouflage stains painted on their faces.  All
that gave them a look of some crazy guerillas.  And very sexy ones, I must
say.

   The music changed.  This time it was "Age of Aquarius".  I haven't heard
that in quite a while.  Kelly looked around the audience.

   - Our life is not only a fight.  "Make love not war" is an universal
idea.  The great return of flower power!  - she announced.  Timmy and Nina
entered the "catwalk".  The blonde was wearing long flared trousers with
flowery applications all over it.  She had a plain sleeveless shirt and a
colorful sweatband on her forehead with one big feather stuck behind her
ear.  Nina on the other hand was wearing a canvas summer dress that reached
slightly under her knees with straps over her shoulders.  I judged she wore
nothing underneath, at least as far as top was concerned.  Her brown hair
was gathered in pigtails.  A huge pacifist symbol was dangling on a string
on her neck.  They were both barefoot.

   They reached the end of the "catwalk" and smoothly turned around,
exposing their backs at me.  I had to admit Timmy's trousers were really
fitting, her bubble butt was tightly clad.  I looked at it longingly at the
same time trying to keep my eye on Nina little, round rump.  - Perverse -
Allison whispered into my ear.  I almost drooled, finding it hard to
operate my camera properly.

   - There are moments in a girl's life, when she needs to change.  When
Cinderella becomes a princess - Kelly said.

   The music changed again.  My, oh, my.  Meredith Brooks.  Why would girls
under 15 fancy a song that started with words:

   I'm a bitch I'm a lover I'm a child I'm a mother I'm a sinner I'm a
saint I do not feel ashamed

   Somehow they found it fit and I was just about to find out why.  For
couple moments nothing happened but then someone entered the catwalk.  She
was wearing a long evening gown.  It was pitch black, all sparkling.  The
rim was narrow and the slick clothing clad her legs in a way that made them
look simply fabulous.  They were long and shapely.  A long slit run from
the waist down along her left leg.  When she moved, the material revealed
her whole leg, up till her hip that was also almost completely exposed. 
Her lovely hips already started to curve but were still not finished with.
The dress was gathered in the waist with a wide belt, casually and loosely
tied so that it hanged on her side.  Her neckline was very wide u-shape and
it was a real deep cut.  Her shoulders were almost completely exposed, so
was her neck.  The material only covered the sides of her firm, round
breasts that wiggled lovely as she walked.  I'm sure if it was just a
little deeper everyone could clearly see her nipples.

   She was wearing big, round, silvery earrings and really huge sunglasses,
but I recognized her immediately.  Alice, 'cause it was her, really looked
lovely.  A fine, sexy young lady.  And the lyrics of the song went on.

   I'm your hell I'm your dream I'm nothing in between I know you wouldn't
want me any other way!

   Someone took her time to choose the music properly.  And I felt I knew
who it was and why did she do it that way.

   Alice walked slowly, carefully taking her steps.  It was because she was
wearing stiletto heels and she apparently wasn't really used to wearing
those.  But she looked even more superb because of that.

   She reached the end of the "catwalk" and looked triumphantly around,
posing with her hand on the back of her neck and her other hand propped on
her hip.  She looked down at me, smiled and her mouth formed into a kiss.
Then she slowly turned around and walked back, rocking her hips only a
little overly.  I had another long careful look at yet one more, lovely
teenage ass.  One look and about a dozen of photos.

   - And finally, ladies and gentleman, there's always time to relax -
Kelly announced, when Alice disappeared in the "dressing-room" - Time to
kick back and relax.  To recline.  On the beach...  - she added and
followed Alice.  I realized all the girls went back inside.  And then Sammy
entered the catwalk.

   She walked barefoot, holding her crossed hands over her chest.  And I
immediately knew why.  All she was wearing were her red bikini thongs.  She
was covering her naked, firm breasts but apparently she didn't pay much
attention to it and I managed to catch a glimpse of her pink nipple poking
between her fingers.  I still clearly remembered the superior image of her
when her bra snapped the very first day.  And the lovely look of mixed
shame and indecisiveness on her face.

   I didn't have much time to think it over.  The other girls were coming
back to the catwalk, all of them dressed the very same way - only bikini
bottoms and they breasts covered with hands.  Breast of all kinds and
sizes. Mel's big, round globes that hopped up and down with every move. 
Alice's firm tits with hard, erect nipples.  Kelly's medium sized boobs
that were the most round I've seen for a long time.  Chrissy's conical
buds. Sammy's small mounds topped with puffy, pink nipples.  And Nina's and
Timmy's flat chests, only promising to grow someday in the future.

   Kelly brought her hand up and waved it.  They were all standing on the
edge of the catwalk, forming a semicircle, turned backs to each other. 
Kelly waved her hand.  - A true Wilderness Girl can never forget her femi..
feni..  feminini...  - she swore quietly - She can never forget she's a
real, all-star woman!  - she proclaimed triumphantly.  One by one they
turned around and slowly left, hiding in the "dressing-room" until no one
was left on the catwalk.  I put down my camera, placing it on my lap,
desperately trying to hide my raging hard-on, partially at least.

   - OK - Allison got up when the music stopped and everything was over -
Now, that we've seen all of you present your collections, the noble jury
needs time to make a decision.  Await our comeback.  30 minutes break - she
proclaimed and motioned us to get up also.  We followed her to our tent. 
Once inside, I retrieved my last fag and greedily smoked.  - I'm out
tonight, going to town - I said - Who joins in? - What?  - Velma turned to
look at me -What for? - Couple boxes of cigarettes and an ocean of beer. 
Nobody warned me when I came here.  - Quit kidding, you're the luckiest
dirty sunnovabitch on the face of earth after seeing what you've just seen
- Allison started to laugh. - Spare my mother, she was a good woman - I
said, puffing on my cigarette - I'm going whether anybody joins or not. 
How 'bout the verdict.  Shall we reach one?  - Monica's squad.  I mean, my
girls - Velma proposed. - Denver, I know you just loved what that slut
Kelly prepared together with my trollop sissy, didn't you, old perverted
dog...  So, Monica's squad - Allison looked down at me.  - Hey - I stepped
back under their gaze - Whatever.  Let's just give my squad the second
prize...  - I suggested weakly. - There's no second prize - Velma kicked
back on the bed, putting her hands under her head - Guys, how about a party
tonight?  We can't leave, but we could maybe have some fun?  Huh?  - How'd
you think we're gonna do it - I asked - With all the girls around?  - Don't
you worry, they'll all fall asleep eventually.  Now, watch out with the
ash! - Allison moved my hand with a burning cigarette butt away from her
blanket.  I sighed.  We took our time, discussing what we've seen during
the fashion show.  I've never encountered anything like that before.  I was
a scout once, for a very short time, but boy scouts don't usually have
fashion shows.  Allison and Velma claimed in unison that it was the most
sluttish show they've attended.

   - It's all because of you, Denver.  They got stupid, when they saw a
male.  - Say - Velma yawned - We didn't run around bare when we were kids,
huh?  - I'd say you've always run around bare, not even as a kid...  -
Shit, I mean, we didn't act like sluts, you know what I mean...  - Kind of.
Drop it.  Let's get going - Allison got up and reached for her whistle. 
She wasn't even halfway out of the tent, when a loud and unpleasant sound
invaded the lazy, afternoon silence.  I shook my head to get rid of it.

   - Everybody, gathering!  - Allison's voice was loud and strong, as she
stood at the flagpole.  Within couple minutes everybody was there, squads
lined up neatly, girls wearing their uniforms.  There was a hum of excited
voices, like a distant sound of waves.  - We've reached the verdict - she
announced.  Everything was silent at once.  - It wasn't easy, believe me.
Everyone worked very hard.  Some worked their souls into the preparations
and some used their bodies.  The decision was a tough one and I must say
that you all did great.  We were amused to see you in action...  Now, the
winner is...  I could swear everybody held their breath.  Everything was so
still and quiet.  - The winning squad is...  Monica's!

   In a nick of time there was a flood of voices, shouts, joy, clapping,
booing, laughter and despair.  The world became emotional.  And that was
the end of the fashion show.  And only my hard-on was left as it was.



   Chapter Six - The Night Life

   The evening gathering was over just like the time for washing your teeth
and all other stuff.  In fact it was time the girls should be in their beds
already long ago.  The night watch was slowly walking around the camp,
cursing her fate.  Who wouldn't, if you had to get up at night instead of
sleeping or chatting with friends?

   Everything was silent.  Slight wind whispered in the tall pine trees
that towered the camp.  The lake was still and calm.  Only some voices of
night birds sounded occasionally.  All the squads were in their tents, so
was the staff, except for Denver, who took his car and drove off, to the
city on the other bank, to do some shopping.  He was gone quite long
already.  Kelly's squad was already all in beds.  The atmosphere was kind
of down; they felt as if cheated by the jury during the fashion show.  They
simply felt they were the best but something was done about it.

   - Whatever, we lost, that's it - Kelly said, looking at the ceiling,
barely visible in the darkness.  - Yeah - Mel grumbled from her place - And
we'll get one more kitchen day...  - Quit whining, guys - Alice said,
sitting on the edge of the upper level bed and smoking a cigarette - We're
the best and fuck the rest!  Who cares about kitchen?  - Certainly not you
- Chrissy said - You don't do anything in kitchen anyway.  - C'mon, that's
not what I meant - Alice opposed, exhaling loudly.  - Don't blow your
stinky smoke in my face!  - protested Nina who lay beside Alice.  - Sorry -
the girl butted the cigarette and threw the butt on the ground - I'll clean
that in the morning - she added.

   They all remained silent for couple minutes.  The youngest, Timmy was
already asleep.  They could hear her steady, silent breathing.

   - So, anyway, I assume it success - Alice remarked, stretching her arms
- You've seen Denver's eyes.  They almost popped out. - Yeah!  Especially
when Sammy showed up! - Sure.  Sammy, you were great!  - Kelly noticed. -
We were all great! - Yeah!

   They were again quiet for a moment.

   - So, as I said - Alice continued her thought - It was great.  We can
now be sure there's possibility to fulfill our plan...  Of course, if
you're still willing...  - she teased.  - I'm in - Kelly said at once -
Don't expect me to give up.  - I suppose I can speak for all of us.  We're
all ready and willing - Mel said turning on her bad to her stomach and
propping her head on her hands. - I think we should make sure if we can
cope - Alice added - You know, some kind of little test, how bout it? -
What for?  - Mel asked, moving forward and shifting her weight, so that she
could look up at Alice, still sitting on the edge of the bed. - Oh. 
Y'know, it's an adult man after all.  We need to know if we can accommodate
him - Alice retrieved a box of cigarettes and smoked. - Goddamn, Alice!  -
Nina snarled - D'you really need to smoke this shit here all the bloody
time? - Oh, sorry!  - Alice put her cigarette in her mouth and propped
herself on her hands, letting her legs hang in the air.  She jumped down
and sat on the wooden sofa.  - I'm sorry, fags just help me relax and
concentrate - she reached with her hand and lit the candle that stood on
the low, wooden table.  It brightened up the interior of the tent, casting
long, shy, dancing shadows on the walls.  All the girls looked at her.  -
So, as I said, we need to have some test - she puffed smoke, forming a
circle - To see if we're all ready.  You said you did it before, didn't
you? - You don't believe me?  - Kelly asked in a cheeky voice - OK, if you
want, I'd gladly check on you, too.  Just what do you suggest?

   Not saying a word, Alice reached with her hand and lifted the candle
from the table.  She rocked it gently from side to side, puffing smoke
rings in the air.  - This could be a nice substitute.  I think we should
have another one, don't we?  A slightly longer one... - You bet we have. 
Feel free to start the show - Kelly shrugged, faking boredom.  In fact she
was rather excited.  No wonder.  She was about to masturbate with a candle
in front of a pack of her friends.  Whatever you say, that was very private
and she felt somewhat anxious.  Mel felt a bit worse.  When they first
discussed the topic some time ago she said she wasn't a virgin.  In fact it
was all more difficult to explain and she was afraid they'd laugh at her
when they find out.  And they were sure to find out if Alice was serious
about that funny test with a candle.  And she apparently was.

   - As you wish - Alice butted her cigarette and slowly got up, walking
around the table.  - Here you go - a voice from the upper bed came.  They
all looked up.  It was Sammy, who was holding a candle in her extended hand
- You wanted another one, didn't you?  - Sure I did - the girl answered,
grabbing the thin, slick cylinder.  She sat on the edge of the table and
yanked her T-shirt up, holding it in place with her chin.  She had no
panties on.  - C'mon, let's move the light, I can see nothing this way -
Chrissy got up from her bed and transported the burning candle to the other
side of the tent.  The warm, yellow glow lightened Alice's body.  A pale
triangle of tan marks shined where her pubic hair should be.  It wasn't
there.  She shaved it all couple days ago.  The girls could only see a
darker patch, marks of the hair growing back.  Alice leaned slightly back,
exposing herself completely.  - So - she said looking around with a grin -
Let's do it, shall we?  Having said so, she stuck out her tongue and licked
the end of the candle.  Her saliva glistened in the unsteady light of the
burning flame.  Long strings of her spit run from her partly opened mouth
to the end of slick, smooth cylinder.  She licked it carefully, trying to
cover every inch with her saliva, making the candle as slick and wet as it
was possible.  Finished with the task, she leaned back some more, pushing
her pussy forward.  Slowly, as if she was giving a show for her friends,
she moved the wet end of candle toward her slit.  Using the thumb and index
finger of her other hand she parted her pussy lips, opening the way into
her love tunnel.  Feeling the intense stare of the other girls concentrate
over her love spot, Alice put the candle against her opening.  She was
aroused by the situation, she could feel the moisture come from inside her
body, flood her tight tunnel.  She started to slowly push the candle inside
herself.

   Alice shivered when the tip of the candle entered her teenage body.  She
could feel it was hard and smooth.  The cool touch of the slick surface
aroused her even more.  She masturbated hundreds of times before, but the
fact she did it in front of bunch of other girls almost drove her crazy
with excitement.  She could feel every nerve in her dripping pussy become
extraordinarily sensitive.  She gasped and pushed the candle some more
inside.  It slid in smoothly, going deep into her young body.  She pushed
on it until she could feel it stop against the very bottom of her.  There
was no way it could go any deeper.  She shivered with pleasure, trying to
press it some more.  A sudden vertigo went through her head and black
stains danced for a moment in front of her eyes.  She moaned loudly,
closing her eyes for a while, trying to calm down.  She had problems
controlling her quickened breath.  Finally she managed to peace her shaking
body.  She pulled the candle out a little and then pushed it back in,
repeating this operation a couple times.  She was now dripping wet and on
the edge of a powerful orgasm, but she managed to control herself.  She
slowly pulled the candle out of her hot, wet pussy.  It popped out with a
quiet wet sound.  A long string of thick, lucid girl juice ran from the
candle's end to the moist slit of the girl.  All the girls looked at Alice
in amazement.  She put on quite a show, fucking herself with a candle in
front of everyone.  Through the heads of everyone except little sleeping
Timmy raced wildest thoughts.  Kelly closed her eyes, having a similar
feeling of vertigo.  She knew she was going to be next and she wasn't
really sure if she could handle it.  She blinked couple times, feeling
dizzy and wanting this feeling to go away.

   - So - she heard Alice's voice - It wasn't that difficult, was it? 
Kelly felt some satisfaction, hearing the girl's voice was shaky and
somewhat weak.  She wasn't as tough as she posed to be, the girl decided.

   - Sure - she said in a confident voice, getting up from her bed and
approaching Alice - I suppose it's my turn now, isn't it?  - she raised her
brow.  Don't you think you can appear all of a sudden and take over my
squad, just because you're more slut than I am - she thought, looking at
Alice.  She extended her hand, awaiting for the candle.  It was handed over
and Alice got up, giving up her place to Kelly.

   - Good luck - she whispered quietly.  Kelly nodded her head in a silent
thank you.  She sat down on the edge of the table, leaning back like her
predecessor did.  She brought the candle up to her mouth, but she noticed
it was all shining wet, covered entirely with the other girl's pussy juice.
She didn't fancy the idea of licking it and she judged it didn't need it
anyway.  She held her breath and lowered the wax cylinder until it touched
her cunny lips.  It was warm and slimy, she could feel it when the candle
touched her pussy inside the soft, pink folds of her labia.  She positioned
it and gently, slowly tried to push it inside.  She couldn't.  She exhaled
and concentrated, trying again.  She had to move the end of the candle
slightly around, probing for her opening.  It took her couple trials before
she finally managed to find the tight hole of her cunt.  When she finally
did, the candle dashed in, pushed too hard.  She gasped, taking most of it
inside her at once.  She could feel it was hard, long, much bigger than
Kelly expected it to be.  She was getting nervous.  Even more so with all
the girls around, staring at her exposed cunny.  She must've looked dumb
with this candle sticking out of her.

   She grabbed the end and pulled the candle out, all the way out of her
pussy.  It wasn't a pleasurable experience.  She put the candle down on the
table and got up.  - Satisfied?  - she asked, looking intently at Alice. -
Sure I am - the other answered - Who's next?  - she looked around. 
Everyone remained silent. - What's that?  - Kelly asked - Chickening out? -
she was now very self-confident, still little angry after the unpleasant
adventure she just had. - Mel, my sweet, weren't you in on the bet?  -
Alice asked, looking at the other girl.  Mel sighed. - Yeah... - So, please
help yourself. - There's one thing, guys, I need to tell you...  - Mel
started, hesitantly.  Everyone looked at her now and it didn't help.  She
found it hard to say anything.  Finally she decided.  - Guys, I did it with
a boy, but I'm still a virgin - she confessed.  There was silence.  - Stop
kidding - Kelly said after a long pause - It's impossible.  How would you
do it?  Mel sighed again and looked around.  She licked her lips and
started to talk.  - I promised myself I will remain virgin until I get
married.  I know it's kinda old-fashioned and stupid and stuff, but I just
think that's the way it should be.  But I did make love to a boy before...
Physically. - Blowjob doesn't count as making love - Chrissy butted in. 
Mel shook her head.  - It wasn't a blowjob... - Wait a minute - Alice got
up, amazed - Are you trying to say you took him in your...  - Yes - Mel
nodded her head - Yes.  He took me from behind.  In my asshole.  - That
really rocks, Mel, sweetie - Alice patted her on her back - That's
impressive.  - Thanks - Mel managed to relax somehow, after confessing such
a thing - Now you know I can't put this candle into my pussy. - Sure, Mel -
Kelly said - You can't put it into your pussy...  - Whew.  I knew you're
gonna understand, guys. - ...  But you can stick the candle up your lovely,
round ass - Kelly patted her friend on her buttocks and grinned - That
promises to be quite a show - she added.  - But...  - Mel wanted to say
something, but Alice butted in.  - No buts...  Just your butt!  And the
lovely, slick, long candle.  You aren't chickening, are you?  - she asked.
Seeing the other girl shake her head she continued - Feel free to ask for
any assistance you need.  But don't try to back out from the bet, sweet
Mel...  We need to check, if you can take him that way, don't we? - OK.  I
suppose I have no other choice - Mel sighed - Kelly, can you do it?  - she
asked, looking at her friend.  Kelly nodded her head quietly.  She had a
strange feeling that it all got out of hand suddenly and it wasn't that
much fun it promised to be.  Mel approached the table and leaned over it,
putting her head on her folded hands.  Her bum was now high in the air. 
She was waiting for any ministrations that were about to be held.  Kelly
gulped and approached the younger girl.  She reached with her hand and
pulled Kelly's pants down, to her ankles.  Mel's buttocks were pale with
distinct tan marks.  - Ekhm, Mel, spread them aside, OK?  - Kelly asked,
taking the candle from the table.  It was still wet, coated with her own
girl juice and with Alice's secretions.  The thick mucus glistened in the
unsteady, warm light of the other candle burning on the opposite side of
the tent.  - OK, please, remember to be careful - Mel said, reaching with
her hands to her butt - You better use some greasy cream or something like
that - she added, as she grabbed her ass-cheeks and pulled them to the
side, exposing her lovely back cleavage.  She had dark rosebud, clearly
visible on her pale skin.  Her cunny lips were hairy like a bush; dark,
strong hair run up her crack, all over her butthole and slightly down, even
on the inner side of her thighs.

   - Oh my - Sammy gasped - Never noticed you had so much hair down there!
- she said, covering her mouth with her hand.  Mel shrugged and said
nothing.  - Hand me some cream - Kelly looked around, slightly panicked. 
She was about to put a candle into other girl's ass.  It doesn't just
happen every other day.  No need to say she was excited and anxious like
hell. - Or maybe better some sun lotion - she said, feeling a heat wave go
through her body.  She shivered.  Sammy rummaged through her bag and
finally retrieved a bottle of sun lotion.  She handed it over to Kelly. -
D'you think this is gonna be OK?  - Kelly asked, showing Mel the bottle. 
Mel just nodded her head.  She didn't really feel good with the whole
situation.  She was ashamed, afraid, discomforted and anxious.  It wasn't
supposed to happen at all.  Suddenly she felt something cool being poured
all over her rosebud.  The sensation was nice.  The lotion felt so
delicate, it was so soothing and smooth.  Mel felt the tip of Kelly's
finger delicately caress her tight brown eye, smearing the sun lotion all
over it.  Her friend's finger felt nice, as if it belonged there.  Kelly
was so delicate and caring.  Mel could feel her cautiously press slightly
inside, the very tip of her finger started to slide into Mel's hot
backdoor.

   Kelly removed her hand and positioned the candle at the opening to Mel's
anus.  She started to gently push on it.  Mel held her breath, awaiting
what was about to happen.  The pressure arose slightly, but her tight
orifice didn't seem to be opening.  She tried to relax, but she was too
nervous about the whole situation.

   Everyone remained silent.  All eyes in the tent were glued to Mel's bum,
high in the air, and to the candle Kelly was trying to force in.  She
looked around, hesitantly.  - Mel, are you sure it's all right?  - she
asked. - Yeah...  - Mel answered - Keep trying, it'll go in for sure - she
tensed her muscles, trying to force her tightly shut ass open.  Kelly
applied some more pressure to the candle.  She started to gently turn it,
as if trying to screw it into her friend's butt.  She could feel her ass
starting to give way.

   Mel felt the candle start to slowly screw inside her butt.  She
concentrated again, tensing her back and tried to force her asshole open.
She held her breath, trying to do what she always did while she pooped.  It
didn't help.  She tried again, while Kelly was slowly turning the candle
and pressing on it.

   Suddenly Mel's sphincter gave way.  Her back orifice opened wide with a
quiet fart, that escaped the dark caverns of her bowels.  The candle,
pressed by the older girl was forced inside and it speared deep into the
13-year-old's rectum, buried deep in her young body, high up her intestine.
Mel shouted quietly in surprise and discomfort when the hard, long, thick
cylinder invaded her bum.  She gasped for air, closing her eyes.  Kelly
froze in terror, afraid she hurt her friend.  Her jaw dropped open, as well
as all the other girls'.  They could only stare in amazement at half the
candle sticking up from Mel's ass.  For a moment it seemed the world
stopped its spin.

   - Mel, you all right?  - asked Alice, approaching. - Yes...  - the girl
gasped - It's just...  It was so sudden.  But it's OK now - she added and
wiggled her bum, to show she was all right.  All the girls sighed with
relief.  - Wow - Chrissy said, her eyes almost popping out - Now, that's
something...  Girl, you really did it!  Wow! - Mel!  You're amazing - Sammy
added, staring at her friend in disbelief.  - Thanks guys - Mel said - Now,
can we drop it?  Is it enough, now?  - Bah, sure it is!  - Kelly exclaimed
- D'you want me to remove it?  - she reached for the candle. - Sure. 
Please do.

   Kelly grabbed the wax stick and started to slowly pull it out of Mel's
rosebud.  It seemed to take ages, before the hard cylinder finally left the
girls rectum with a slight pop.  Kelly brought it up, closer to the light.

   - Yuck - she said - I'm gonna puke, there's your shit all over it!  -
she dropped the candle on the ground.  Mel got up and turned around to face
all the gang.  - Sorry, I couldn't help that, even if I wanted. - Think
about it - Alice looked intently at the candle, lying in dirt - You
wouldn't like him to get that stuff - she pointed her finger - on his dick,
would you?  Mel just shrugged, struggling to put her pants back on.

   - Can't be helped - she said. - Sure it can - Alice said - Think about
an enema.  Ask Velma, she'll do it for you...  - Ene...  what?  What's
that? - Oh, you didn't know?  They pour water into your ass - Nina said -
They did it to me last year, when I was sick... - And? - You can live
through it.  No big deal - the youngster used that brief opportunity to
shine, being a star for a moment. - So, you see - Alice commented.  Then
she bent down and caught the candle in two fingers - I'll get rid of it -
she said, approaching the exit from the tent.  She looked out.  It was all
dark.  Not giving it a second thought she just threw the dirty candle into
the night.  - Let's get to bed guys, we don't have any more candles we
could use - Kelly suggested.  ***

   I was popped out.  I finally reached the camp and stopped the car,
turning the engine off.  I opened the door and lit a cigarette.  The radio
was playing some old reggae music, nice and easy listening.  I puffed on my
cigarette and leaned back, relaxing.  Who'd thought!  I went out just to
buy beer and cigarettes and this shitty little town seemed to be closed
down completely.  I drove all around it and looked into the deepest hole,
the narrowest street.  Nope.  All the stores were locked.  Did they have
some kind of bloody holiday, or what?

   Not wanting to give up, and because I promised Allison and Velma, I
decided to drive until I find a liquor store.  Well, I finally did.  A very
nice one, open 24 hours, well-stocked and all.  The only depressing thing
was I had to drive over 60 kilometers.  And the same distance back.  That
was one hell of a wild wasteland.  Nothing.  Completely nothing all around.
I was now back.  What was supposed to take 30 minutes took well over three
hours.  I was spent.

   With a corner of my eye I noticed a movement.  A light flashed in one of
the tents.  The tent of my squad...  Someone looked out.  She looked around
and threw something in my general direction.  It fell on the ground couple
meters from my car and the girl hid in the tent.  Everything else remained
still and silent.  I wondered where the night watch was at that time.  She
should've spotted me long ago.  I sighed, butted the cigarette and stepped
out of the car.  Curiously, I approached the thing that was thrown couple
minutes ago.  In the weak moonlight I saw it was some long stick.  I
brought it up closer to my eyes.  It was a candle, covered with some
sticky, stinking stuff, mixture of darker substance and white mucus.  I
smelled.  No kidding, it was shit.  Living crap.  But there was more to it
and I immediately recognized the other scent, slightly weaker but distinct.
Pussy juice.  Bet against anything, this candle was still warm.  It was
only recently removed from some hot, teenage cunt.  And, well, to be
precise, ass as well.  Girls just wanna have fun, huh?  I thought to
myself, remembering an old song.  Someone here had quite a good fun,
judging from the amount of drying girl juice that covered the candle. 
Someone had double fun, in fact.

   I threw it between the trees and cleaned my fingers with grass.  Then I
took my bag from the trunk and entered the stuff tent.  I thought nothing
more is gonna surprise me that evening, but that's when my jaw really
dropped open.

   The air in the tent was saturated with a familiar scent.  A sweet,
herbal one.  Delicate, curly rings of blue smoke slowly danced around,
moved by the cooler air from outside, that invaded this tent with me.  I
knew the scent and knew the blue smoke.  Pot or weed, as you please.  Most
often referred to as ganja or marijuana.

   But it wasn't that surprising.  There was more to the scene, that made
my eyes almost pop out.  Allison and Velma were sitting on one of the beds,
side by side, smoking weed cigarettes.  Allison was only wearing a skimpy
tank top, that merely covered her breasts, while wearing no other item of
clothing.  No panties, no socks, no whatever.  Her smooth, tanned skin
seemed to glow in the dim, whimsical light of candles that stood scattered
all around the tent.  And Velma...  Sweet little Velma was only wearing her
birthday suit.  No.  She was also wearing earrings.

   I've seen those girls' naked bodies before, couple of times in fact, but
now, seeing them together, in a situation like that - I felt there was
something more to it.  - What you say?  - Velma asked, puffing her joint
and giggling childishly - What took you so long? - What took you so long?
What took you all night?  - Allison started to sing, also giggling - What
took you forever?

   - What the hell's that?  - I put the bag on the table - I'm out for
couple hours and you do, what?  Yeah, what? - We've been smokin' pot, my
dear - Allison laughed - Wanna some?  - she extended her hand, her mouth
involuntarily forming into a smile.  I shook my head.  Yes, I used to
smoke, not so long ago, but today I wanted to have some booze and those
things didn't go together well.  Oh, no! - Forget the weed!  - I said - Is
it your custom, to spend your evenings naked in each other's arms? - Khem,
bwahaha, you see, hehee -Allison started to talk, unable to hold from
laughter - In fact we used to do it, before you arrived.  Bwahaha, haha...
We thought we could do it tonight as well, heh.  Hehe.  Hahaha - she burst
into laughter, Velma joined in.  I simply shrugged and took a bottle of
beer from the bag.  I bought three six-packs and a big 0,7 liter of bourbon
plus some cola and snacks.  Well, nothing was left to do, but to join the
party.  I offered them beer, but they couldn't stop laughing so I opened
mine and drunk half of it at once.  When I start to drink, I like it done
the right way.  The right amount and the right attitude.  - What got into
you all of a sudden - I asked making myself comfortable on the bed opposite
to my sweet naked ladies.  I smoked a cigarette and sipped some more beer.
- Heh, whew...  Ekhm, sorry for that, hehe - Velma somehow managed to stop
laughing - It's just that we were bored and we started to smoke...  Heh! -
I didn't know you had weed.  Why didn't you tell me before?  - I inquired.
- Dunno...  - she answered sheepishly and her mouth involuntarily formed
into a big grin - And then, when we were stoned already, then Allison told
me about how you made love recently...  Y'know...  - she raised her brow -
From behind...  I shifted my gaze to my talkative lover and raised my brow,
pulling a face.  She stuck her tongue out at me.

   - And then we both got very horny and y'know...  We started fooling
around...  And you were out for so long...  And we smoked some more, hehe -
she grinned frantically.  I nodded my head and closed my eyes smiling.

   - All right...  Naughty girls!  Very naughty!  - I raised my index
finger - I wonder if there are more things I still don't know about.  And
what do you exactly mean by fooling around, huh?  They looked at each
other, exchanging glances.

   - We made love, isn't it clear?  - Allison looked at me - Look, I'm
sorry, I should've told you about it...  We've been doing it for quite a
time...

   I finished my beer and crushed the empty can before dropping it to the
ground.  I reached for another.  I was really surprised, to say at least. I
would never suppose my sweet Allison had lesbian inclinations.  Hum!

   - So, you want to tell me you've been cheating on me - I teased her
some. She got purple.  - It's not cheating!  We're not married, y'know!  -
she opposed - I'm not your property, mind you! - Never meant anything even
close to what you've just suggested - I replied, drinking the beer up -
It's just that I'm somewhat jealous - I added, dropping another empty can
on the ground.  With that pace I'll soon run out of beer, I thought
sheepishly.  - There's completely no need - Velma butted in - She still
loves doing it with you.  And you can have me too, if you wished - she
grinned, rolling herself another joint.  I looked into her eyes, but this
cute 19-year-old flasher was damn serious.  She offered me her body and she
meant that.  I needed to reach for another beer.

   - Velma's right - Allison said, getting up, approaching.  Dried wetness
glistened all over her pubic area.  Through the thin fabrics of her tank
top I could see her nipples erected and poked out like spikes.  She knelt
over me, on the bed.  I had to lean back.  - So?  What's the choice?  - she
asked, looking down at me.  I looked up and saw her lovely cunny.  Her
pussy lips were swollen with excitement; her slit opened partly, the pink
flesh inside those lovely folds glistened with fresh moisture that started
to flow again.  I took my time, staring intently at her pussy. - I'm into
it - I said finally, watching carefully a drop of thick, lucid girl juice
dribble from her hot, pink slot and fall down on my jeans - Into you, as
you please - I reached for another beer but didn't have time to do it, for
suddenly I had Allison's puffy pussy lips right in my mouth.  She shifted
her weight and pushed me down, to lie on my back, sitting on my face.  -
You were naughty and you were late for the show.  Make up for that, Mr. 
Denver!  - Allison said in low, excited voice, brushing her now completely
drenched pussy all over my mouth.  I grabbed her hips with my hands to
steady her in one place and started to suck on her protruding, erect clit,
while making little trips with my tongue into deeper parts of her love
nest. She slowly rocked her hips, pressing her steaming flesh into my mouth
and quietly moaning every time my tongue brushed over her swollen clitoris.
I reached my hand back, stroking her smooth buttocks and dived my fingers
into her cleavage, probing for the other opening.  I located her rosebud
and pressed the tip on my finger into it.  She shifted her weight, lifting
herself slightly.

   - Wait - I heard Velma's voice - It needs lubrication - I couldn't see
her but I felt her warm hands over mine and then she started to suck on my
finger, covering in with thick layer of her saliva. - Try now - she said,
releasing it from her mouth.  I reached my hand back to Allison's ass.  I
located her tight rear entrance and pressed my finger against the clenched
muscle.  She relaxed it and it speared in, making her sigh loudly.  I kept
licking her clit, while at the same time fingerfucking her butthole
furiously.

   At that time I was so hard and stiff it was almost painful to keep my
stiff rod confined by the trousers.  Velma must've noticed that, cause I
felt her unzip my trousers and release my poking stick.  It swayed to the
sides, jumping up like a spring.  I may not be a Jeff Styker, you know, but
my friend isn't small either.  I think she judged him positively, for the
next thing I felt was her hot mouth clenching around the head.

   I continued licking and anally fingerfucking Allison, who was already at
the brink of cumming.  She was soaking wet.  I had her pussy juice smeared
all over my face, thick droplets dribbled down my chin and along my neck. I
kept furiously moving my finger in and out of her hot dark asshole.

   At the same time Velma kept giving me a head.  She swallowed the whole
length of my rock hard throbbing shaft.  I could feel her brush her tongue
against the soft, sensitive underside of my dick, while she fondled my
balls with her delicate hand.  Her head bobbed up and down as she
rhythmically swallowed my erect member, quickening her pace.  That was
driving me crazy.  I could now hardly breathe - both from the flood of girl
juice in my mouth and the mind-blackening sensations that I received from
my dick.

   My tongue continued it's mad dance, lapping on the erect button of
Allison's clit.  She kept riding my face, almost grinding her slit into my
mouth, hot and humid.  Her breath was heavy and she was real hot, though I
stopped noticing it at some point, more and more preoccupied with the
sensations I was receiving from my dick, taken so good care of by the
lovely teenage nudist.

   - Oh, yeah!  - Allison shrieked, throwing her head back and almost
falling all over sweet Velma, who was still blowing me - Keep on licking,
Keep, I'm almost there!  - she gasped, her body tensed for a fraction of
second, suddenly weak and all shaky.  She tightened her grip on my head and
rocked back and forth, her eyes closed, her body shivering, her breathing
heavy.  It took her about a minute to relax, while I was still licking and
fingerfucking her.  I had more and more problems controlling everything for
Velma was sucking me as if the world was about to end.

   Allison got up, kneeling beside me on the bed.  A thick stream of mucus
slowly made it's way down her inner thigh.  I thin string of it run from my
mouth to her dripping opening.  - Get ready girl - she said, looking at
Velma - Unless you chicken, huh?  - You'd wish to!  - the younger girl
snapped back, releasing my iron hard pole.  I breathed deeply, relieved for
a moment from my lovely tormentor.

   With curiosity I watched the proceedings of the girls.  Velma knelt down
and put her head on her folded hands, while Allison retrieved a tube of KY
from out of nowhere.  I knew what was about to happen.  I sat up, to
provide myself a better view, for it was promising to be quite a show.

   The older woman lowered her face over Velma's lovely bum and slowly,
delicately licked along her cleavage.  Her tongue stopped for a moment and
danced around the tight dark spot where Velma's backside opening was. 
Still licking her friend, Allison put a thick layer of KY all over her
finger.  She looked up at me and started to slowly massage Velma's anus
with her finger.

   I could hear the girl's breathing quicken as the slick finger was slowly
coming down, inside her back orifice, past her clenched sphincter.  Allison
worked it deep in, to its base and started to move back and forth slowly,
pulling the tight muscular ring to the sides, relaxing and opening her
friend's asshole.  She smeared some more KY jelly all over the place and
now was trying to work two fingers into Velma's ass.  The girl moaned
quietly, apparently from pleasure.

   - I think it's time - she gasped in a low voice - I think you can try
and take me, Keep.  But be gentle, it's my first time that way - she
confessed. - Just say when you want me to stop, honey - I said, approaching
her.  I knelt behind her, putting my hand on her hips.  She rocked her butt
slightly, encouraging me.  - Let me know if something starts disturbing you
- I said.  Allison put her hands on Velma's buttocks and pulled them to the
sides, spreading her back open.  The darker ring of her sphincter relaxed
slightly and a deep, round hole slowly opened between her ass cheeks.  I
took my stiff, swollen dick in my hand and applied some KY jelly all over
it.  It felt fantastic, cool and smooth on my oversensitive member,
prepared so nicely by young Velma.  The I moved myself closer to the girl
and put the tip of my cock against her stretched butthole.  - Ready, Velma?
- I asked.  She declared positive, so I started to slowly push in.  Her
sphincter tightened around the head of my dick, making it tough to push
through.  I pressed some more, making tiny circular movements, trying to
ease my way into the girl's tummy, helping myself, guiding my schlang with
my hand.  I pressed some more and my dickhead popped inside all of a
sudden. Velma gasped with surprise and I grabbed her hips with my hand,
steadying her body, also overwhelmed by the ultimate pleasure.  We both
froze for a moment, anticipating what the other shall do.

   - Go on - she whispered, turning her head to look back at me.  Her eyes
were partially closed, her lips parted, the expression on her face slightly
tense, but satisfied and pleasured.  I started to push myself in.  My dick
may not be the longest in the world, but it's quite thick and I had some
problems, trying to screw that virginal asshole.  I inched my way slowly,
applying some more KY jelly every so often.  I kept on trying until finally
my rod was buried in her butt to its very base.  My balls dangled beside
her pussy lips, getting all wet from her secretions.  Ever so slowly I
started to withdraw, feeling the extreme pressure of her tight, clenching
butt around my meat.  It felt as if her ass wasn't going to let me out,
instead it intended to suck the whole of me in.  With some difficulty I
kept pulling out, cherishing every little movement of this young, hot, wet,
pulsating asshole that was devouring my prick.  I stopped my withdrawal
when only my dickhead was still inside.  I took a deep breath, trying to
calm down my frenzied bloodstream and my mind.  I stopped for a moment,
concentrating on the intensely enjoyable sensations my body was subject to.
The external world diminished slightly and all that was left was this young
girl, me and the fabulous connection between our bodies.

   Then I started to slowly push my iron hard rod all the way back in. 
This time she relaxed some more and it was easier than with the first
stroke.  Her rectum accommodated my thickness and length, adjusting as I
entered it.  It was steaming inside - it felt like a boiling spa.  I could
feel her whole body was getting more and more hot, she was sweating and
breathing heavily, her skin slick and moist.

   It took couple more strokes before I could really move in and out
without bigger problems.  She managed to relax her rectum and my well-lubed
cock was sliding in and out of that damn tight tunnel of her ass as if it
belonged there since ever.  Velma at that time was quietly moaning with
each stroke.  She gently stimulated her clit with her hand, her eyes
closed, her breath heavy, her young pussy damp to extreme.

   I pushed myself deep in and my balls slapped against her pussy.  All of
a sudden she stiffened and squealed loudly, all her muscles contracted. 
Her sphincter tensed and I felt it was going to rip my dick off, it was so
bloody tight inside.  I managed to withdraw slightly and hit back with my
full force.  The girl's whole body jerked and she screamed in pleasure,
collapsing on the ground.

   I didn't wait any longer and spurted my load, wave after wave, right
inside her no-longer-virginal asshole.  Her butt seemed to pulsate as if
trying to suck everything out of me, greedily milking my pole from its
thick cream until there was nothing left.  Even when my rod started to
slowly go limp it felt as if Velma's asshole still tried to suck it in, get
more of my jism that now dribbled down her colon.

   I put my arms around her and we both fell to the side, lying on the
floor, my cock still deep inside her bowels.  I could feel her tighten and
relax her sphincter alternately, as if exercising it.

   - That was like nothing before - she whispered, stroking my hand that
cupped her small, round breast - Wow, never thought it could be that good.
Whew...  I'll have problems with walking, I suppose.  I'm so distended... -
Relax now, I'll withdraw - I said, still caressing her tit.  - Oh, OK - she
seemed a bit disappointed.  I slowly removed my now limp friend from Velma.
Some of my cum dribbled between her buttocks and down, to the ground.  I
got up and sat on the bed.  Like any model male would do in such a
situation, I reached for a beer and a cigarette.  I think that's a
definition of a paradise for the kind of man like I am.  They sometimes
call us male chauvinist pigs, or even better masculine swines, but I don't
really care.

   - Don't make yourself too comfortable, the night's not over yet -
Allison embraced me, coming from behind - That was a great show and I'd
like to have some fun too...  - she said, running the tips of her fingers
along my chest down toward my crotch.  The creature there stirred and
slowly raised its one-eyed head.  Apparently the night wasn't over yet. 
The night wasn't over for couple more hours and I slept like a log
afterwards.  All three of us did.



   Chapter Seven - The Robinson Skill

   I'm not sure how Allison and Velma managed to get up in the morning.  I
suppose they just didn't go to bed at all, most probably.  Whatever.  I
overslept.  Terribly overslept.  When I finally managed to lift my weary
head from the pillow it was long over with the morning gathering and the
breakfast.  The tent was a terrible mess - empty beer cans were scattered
all around on the ground, the ashtray was full, items of clothing lay on
the beds and the chairs.  Like a battlefield.  I got up and retrieved the
last survivor beer can from under the table and seated myself.  With my
eyes half closed, I sipped the beer and savored the afterglow of the
previous night.  That was something.  I could feel my dick was still a
little sore.  Just a little.  And the neat felling of complete emptiness in
my balls, that was something.  A real good morning to start a nice day, I
thought.  It must've been a precognition.  I finished my beer quickly,
smoked a cigarette and pulled on my trousers.  Then I equipped myself with
a toothbrush and a shaver and left.  I crouched on the lake shore, brushed
my teeth and shaved, using the surface of the water for a mirror.  It was
really high time for I haven't shaved for over a week and started to look
like some kind of caveman, a hippie leftover that suddenly appeared in
2000's.  Coming back to the tent I noticed there was something going on at
the camp - some unusual excitement and stir, hum of voices, lots of
movement.  When I returned to the tent Allison and Velma were back,
apparently trying to clean the place at least a little bit.

   - Oh, here you are...  - Velma said, when I entered - How was your
sleep? - she smiled.  She slightly stumbled, as she walked.  Generally, she
looked somewhat uneasy, as if something disturbed her to walk.  I guess
we've gone too naughty yesterday and her tight little butt was a bit
problematic that morning, being also quite sore.  And not only her tight
little butt...  - Great - I replied - No dreams, slept like a log.  Say,
what's the hum all about?  - He's forgotten, how could he not to...  -
Allison noticed, staring at me in awe - I knew he's not gonna remember the
simplest thing.  We're off for Robinson Skill today!  I'd get moving, if I
were you!  The girls were told to be ready in one hour.  Then we leave.  -
Shi-it!  - I swore, realizing I wasn't even half ready.  In fact I didn't
even know what would I need to be ready.  I shook my head in despair.

   In spite of my fears everything worked out nice.  Velma helped me pack
my bag with all the necessary stuff, equipped me with a small medkit, a
piece of advice and some little neat things more and I was ready.  I wore
my WG uniform.  The blouse was just a bit too tight on the shoulders and
kind of baggy on the chest, but it couldn't be helped - it was, after all,
a female uniform, wasn't it?  I retrieved my army boots from the trunk of
my new 4WD and I was all set.  Allison looked at me with a critical eye.

   - I hope you don't plan to walk real far wearing these - she pointed to
my boots.  Wait a minute, prime class military equipment and she makes
remarks like that?  - Trust me, I walked for hours wearing these - I
pointed my finger in the general direction of my feet - I can handle that
kind of task. - Hopefully - she replied.  We took our bags and left the
tent, closing it carefully.  I was somewhat afraid that something may
happen with the cars, but Velma assured me the island is not going to be
invaded by anyone.  Being a private property, it was quite safe.  Maybe, I
still wasn't sure but that just couldn't be helped and after all I'm not
the material kind of guy.  I wasn't going to spoil the fun by worrying.

   Allison whistled and all the girls started to pour out of their tents,
all of with their backpacks.  They formed the neat square around the
flagpole, as they always did.  - Now, my little ladies!  - Allison started
- We take off for our annual Robinson Skill.  This is the final stage of
our camp this year - when you return, we'd be heading home the following
day.  The Robinson Skill is supposed to check, whether you learned anything
during the camp.  Those of you, who'd been camping last year, know what's
that all about.  For those who do it the very first time, I hope your
friends will be gentle - she grinned mischievously.  - The rules are simple
and go as follows.  Your adult guardian is a God.  If I happen to encounter
or hear about any single occurrence of disobedience - beware!  Take no
unnecessary risk.  This means mostly swimming and fire, is this clear? 
Don't eat anything you find in the woods before you consult it with the
adult guardian.  This used to be military area, but don't try to look for
hidden treasure - I don't suppose you liked it if you found anything.  And
don't be a pain in the ass, please... - Did I make myself clear?  - Allison
looked around, taking her time waiting until most of the girls nodded their
heads. - If somebody breaks the rules - the whole squad will bear
responsibility.  And the squad leader will learn that the most awful way,
so keep an eye on your little brats, guys.  - Now, form marching columns
and let's get out of here!  - she finished.  The girls all cheered,
thriving in anticipation of the adventure that was about to happen.  My
squad formed a column and they all looked at me, awaiting.  - Good luck!  -
Allison whispered into my ear - Be careful!  - she added, as she patted me
on my back with a strength I'd never expect.  I stumbled. - Thanks!  - I
replied and approached my girls. - Ready, you guys? - Sure we are, Mr. 
Denver!  - Kelly replied.  I nodded my head, turned around and walked
forward, toward a narrow road that should lead us deep into the forest and
then to the other side of the island. - Follow me!  - I raised my voice. 
And they did as I told them.  ***

   It took us good two hours before we finally reached our predestined
place for camping.  I must admit it was nicely chosen.  The bank of the
lake formed a small bay that curved widely, running deep into the dry land.
A low escarpment sloped down, toward the sandy beach just over the calm
surface of the peaceful waters.  On the top of it there was a small
clearing.  Apparently someone camped there in the previous years.  There
were traces of ash from long extinguished fires and remains of a shack. 
Tall deciduous trees grew all around the area, shielding it from the wind.
The clearing opened at the bay and further you could see the face of the
water, the huge, blue lake that surrounded us.

   I stopped as I entered the clearing, bemused with the view I was greeted
with.  The place was awesome, like some kind of nature's magic garden, a
domain of forest's gods.  The gentle rays of light, sliding down through
the leaves and branches of the trees, to form unique pattern on the grassy
top of the cliff, the shining of yellow sand, the glistening of the water,
low sparkling waves running slowly only to diminish on the edge of the
beach.  - I think we're on the spot, huh?  - I turned around, to face the
girls.  They all seemed a bit tired and worn out, for I didn't agree to
stop anywhere as we walked.  After all, it's not a summer camp for babies.
If they wanted to act big girls, I judged they should be treated like ones.
My evil mind thought this was a good idea, though they now presented a
pitiful view.  All of them sweaty, hot, their uniforms unbuttoned.  Me
myself was in quite a good condition, surprisingly.  I felt better than I'd
expected.  I grinned mischievously.  - I bet you'd like to swim now,
wouldn't you?  - their answer was loud cheer of joy.  - Yeah...  Me too...
So, I think we'll go swimming - I smiled, my voice hanged for a moment - As
soon as we finish making shacks.  We need a place to sleep tonight and I
think we'll do it first. - No!  Mr.  Denver!  Please!  We're dead!  - they
started to whine.  I shrugged my shoulders - Just tried.  You may swim, if
you wish...  - I tried to say something more but couldn't because of the
noise they made.  Girls!  Wow!

   They all dropped their backpacks to the ground and started unpacking
what seemed like tons of things, mostly clothes, I judged, watching in
amazement what was happening.  They looked as if their whole lives had only
one goal - swim right now.  I was afraid the girls would tear their
uniforms to pieces, they tried to take them off so fast.  It didn't seem to
bother them at all that I was present, so I used the opportunity and just
sat down, my legs crossed, facing the bunch of them with a lake in the
background and smoked.  I kicked back, propped my back against a pine tree
and watched.  I wondered if they were at all going to notice my presence
and show any modesty.  I started to doubt it, after the last few days and
couple of my close encounters with the girls.  By the way, I tried to
figure out who was the whistleblower here - either Kelly or Alice, but so
far I wasn't able to solve that riddle.  Sometimes I thought they were
competing.  Welcome to the Annual Summer Slut Competition!  Yeah!  The
girls were now out of their uniforms, out of their shoes, most of them
wearing nothing but a T-shirt and panties.  And then I hear a scream of
despair.  - Waaah!  It's not here!  It's not here!  - it was Timmy - No!  I
must've left it in the tent!  She turned around, her eyes wild.  She
spotted me.  I was already up, expecting it to be something terrible. 
Something of a life value.

   - Mr.  Denver, we need to go back!  I forgot my bikini top!  - she was
desperate.  I sighed with relief.  Bikini top, huh?  Now, that was
something of a life value.  - Timmy!  Timmy!  Calm down, now!  - it was
Kelly's voice, loud and somewhat sharp - Timmy, please.  We can't go back
all the way just because you forgot your top!  - Easy to say, wise guy!  It
wasn't your top!  No, damn disaster - the youngster was on the verge of
tears.  I could see her eyes becoming glassy and shiny. - Timmy, please. 
It's nothing that terrible - Kelly approached her friend and put a hand on
her shoulder - I think we can think about something, all right?  - Like,
you could swim in a T-shirt - Nina said. - Ever tried swimming in a
T-shirt? - Mel asked with a doubting look - If not, don't care to even try.
It sucks... - C'mon, guys - Timmy was completely down - I can't be the only
one here topless.  - Not that it mattered, anyway.  You don't seem to have
oversized breasts - someone murmured, but the other shushed her down. -
Maybe...  - it was Sammy - Maybe there's a way.  I mean, we could all go
topless.  And then you'd not be outcast, how 'bout it?

   There was a brief moment of silence and suddenly they all started to
cheer again.  The idea was accepted.  I wasn't taken into consideration. 
It was time for me to step in.  - Ehm, guys!  - I raised my hand to quiet
them down - I want to say something - I started, staring in amazement, for
they already started to remove their T-shirts.  Half of them were now only
wearing their lingerie.  Mel had on a nice sporting type set, high pants
with a tight halter top that nicely clad her big, round boobs.  Kelly was
wearing green cotton pants and not matching, plain ecru cotton bra without
any adornments.  Sammy had a blue, lacy bra without shoulder straps and
matching lacy thongs on.  Nina was only wearing skimpy, cotton little girl
panties with a teddy bear printed on the front of it.  They all halted as I
spoke.  I tried to concentrate on what I was going to say, but instead
could only think of all the eye candy that was in front of my popping eyes.
I blinked and for a brief moment I though of seeing all of them topless. 
That did it.  My trousers tented and I could only hope the girls didn't
notice it by now.

   - Girls, now...  - I moved my hand irrelevantly, trying to regain my
composure unsuccessfully - I don't suppose...  I mean...  - I waved my hand
some more, trying to convey some message, not remembering what was it all
about - What I meant, was...

   - Mr.  Denver, don't worry - it was Alice.  She looked me straight in
the eyes and grinned mischievously - We won't get drowned, OK? - Yes, Alice
- I gasped - Thank you very much.  That's what I meant - I said, as I
slumped back on the ground under the tree, feeling stupid.  I smoked
another cigarette.  What was that?  What did just hit me?  A damned
witchcraft or what?  Never heard that little girls had the ability to mind
control...  Or maybe it was just that it wasn't common and only some of
them could do it?  Apparently so.  Apparently I had one aboard.

   The girls didn't pay any more attention to me.  They dropped their
T-shirts, tops or bras or whatever they wore to the ground and run to the
water, almost stark naked, little wood nymphs.  It reminded me of when I
saw them for the first time, across the lake, using my binoculars.  It's
been already some time and things have gone farther than I'd ever expect. I
walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking down at the beach, two or
three meters below, where they all stood clearly getting ready to run into
the water.  Sammy turned around and waved her hand at me, completely not
intimidated by the fact she was flashing me with her lovely, little mounds
with big, pink, real puffy nipples.  Things change, they say, I thought to
myself, remembering the first time she involuntarily flashed me, when her
bra snapped.  She wasn't so eager and happy back then.

   They all jumped into the water, splashing, running around, diving, and
having a great time.  I saw the emerald shining of Chrissy's hair, Kelly's
ginger shag, Mel's short hair, and Timmy's long, blonde braids.  They were
too deep for me to see their tits now.  But that didn't worry me.  I had
time.  I had the whole time in the world to wait and see them, when they
decided to finally leave water.  I lay down on my stomach on the soft,
thick grass and propped my head on my hands, looking at those fine, young
creatures.

   That was something and I was happy.

   - Mr.  Denver - I heard a voice.  I shook my head.  Must've fallen
asleep apparently.  A shadow was between me and the skyline.  I opened my
eyes.  The view took my breath away at first.  My green-head Chrissy was
standing just in front of me, well, in fact almost over me.  She was
proudly topless, her small breasts pushed forward, her nipples the same
color as her skin, not even a tone darker so that I couldn't make out the
edge of her aureoles.  Two round mounds on her chest were soft and fleshy,
her small, childish nipples erected most probably from the cool water. 
Shining droplets dribbled down her skin, drying in the rays of summer sun.
She was proud and perfectly aware of her young, blooming beauty.  - Mr. 
Denver - she asked - Will you come to swim with us? - I don't think so - I
raised my hand with my fingers spread wide to emphasize what I said with
this gesture. - Pretty pleeeeeeease!  - she said, forming her mouth as if
for a kiss.  At the same time she leaned froward, over me and her ripe,
charming small breast was now dangerously close to my hand.  She moved just
the slightest bit and I felt the touch of the most tender, most silky, most
smooth nipple there ever existed.  She looked down at me, then shifted her
gaze to my hand in contact with her preadolescent boob. - As you wish,
mister - she said, and stepped back - The water is really fine - she turned
around and I almost jumped in the air to grab her and yank her back to
where she's just been.  I felt strangely hot, a strong vertigo went through
my head.  I propped myself, sitting on the ground, my back against the tall
pine tree again.

   Chrissy showed her back at me and ever so slowly walked away.  She was
wearing the all-star bikini thongs (as if any of the girls wore any other
type of bikini pants...) and her butt was so firm and tight and smooth. 
She had narrow hips of a child, not even the slightest sign of feminine
curvature yet.  She rocked her hips slightly, definitely on purpose and she
looked at me over her shoulder.  She stopped for a moment, with a hand
propped on her hip.  - If you change your mind, we're there - she said -
Remember that topless is compulsory - she smiled again, raised her brow as
if trying to convey an enigmatic message and went away, descending toward
the beach and the lake.  I was wet with sweat and unable to steady my
quickened breath and my rushing blood pressure.

   She acted that way on purpose.  Every single thing she did was a detail
that was well though over.  She acted to seduce me and she was entirely
successful.  Never had an adult woman made me feel that way.  Never before
has my blood boiled the way it boiled for young Chrissy.

   Don't get me wrong.  The only thing I desired was to jump into the water
right there and then and play with them.  And the only thing that prevented
me from doing so, was a tent in my pants that was impossible to hide.  If I
removed my trousers I suppose at least half of the old bad one-eyed snake
would be plainly visible in the broad daylight, sticking over the rim of my
pants.

   I wasn't ready to flash them with my dick.  Not yet...

   ***

   Chrissy slowly descended the slope until she stopped at the edge of the
water.  All the other girls were quiet and intently stared at her.  She
took her time, before she finally shook her head, letting them know that
the answer was negative.

   - Owww!  - Alice waved her hands in resignation - Why? - What's up?  -
asked Kelly, approaching Chrissy - Did you do what we told you to do?  -
Every single thing - Chrissy bit her upper lip - But it didn't work out. 
Well, not quite...  - What was it like?  - Mel came closer to get every
word of her friend.  - I went to him, asked him, if he wanted to join us...
- Did you...  - Sammy butted in. - Bah, sure I did!  - Chrissy answered in
mock anger - I almost forced myself on him.  But he didn't want to join us,
dunno why... - Any other thing we should know?  - Alice shrugged. - Sure...
He had a boner...  A one I've never seen before.  I thought his stick was
gonna tear his trousers apart...  - Chrissy added in a dreamy voice.  The
girl knew what was that boner all about.  She knew Denver lusted for her.
Besides, she could see it in his eyes - they almost popped out.  And the
way he shivered when her tit touched his hand.  No word about it, that
handsome, adult man wanted her.  He knew she was a woman and when she let
him feel it, he was almost ready to convince her of her womanhood.  Well,
the 13-year-old thought to herself, you'd be mine.  Someday for sure...  -
Anyway, let's do it like that - Kelly finished her thought.  - What?  -
asked Chrissy, shaking her head.  She lost what was just said,
day-dreaming. - I said we keep on going topless, dumb-ass - Alice looked at
the younger girl - If that doesn't help, we'll have to make something else
up.  Damn!  His tougher than I thought!  - And the plan seemed so perfect.
He was supposed to fall for it...  Men!  - Yeah...  - Alice agreed - Let's
get back to swimming!  - she added, grabbing Sammy's shoulders and forcing
her underwater.  Ten seconds later they were all playing, splashing, trying
to drown each other.

   Hours passed, the sun started to slowly lower its position on the
western side of the sky and the girls finally got angry.  Denver seemed to
thrive in his position, just where Chrissy had left him.  He didn't
especially move, just smoked couple cigarettes.  From their position at the
bay, girls didn't have too good a view of him, sitting on the high bank of
the lake, but he definitely was there.

   - Guys, I'm hungry - Nina stated, siting on the sandy stripe of a beach.
She pulled her knees up, under her chin and propped her head on them,
embracing her slim legs with her arms.  She reached to her pants and yanked
the strap of material between her legs, trying to get rid of the sand that
got in. - Yeah!  Me too!  - Mel got out of the water and stood beside Nina
- How about we grab something to eat?  Huh?  - she looked around. - I think
we could - Kelly said - Let's get moving!  - she motioned the whole gang
with her hand and started to climb the high bank.

   - Welcome back, my fine young ladies - Denver said, watching them
approach him.  He sat under the tree with his back propped against the
trunk, smoking a cigarette.  He seemed calm and relaxed. - What made you
get out of the water, mermaids, huh?  - he asked.  - Skip it, mister. 
We're hungry - Kelly admitted.  All the other girls stood by her sides,
forming a semicircle. - Go ahead - he answered - I've had a sandwich some
time ago, but I would gladly drink some nice, hot tea...  So I suppose it'd
be best if you prepared a fire.  - Wait a minute!  Aren't you gonna help
us, mister? - Sure I am - he shrugged - When the time is right.  And one
more thing: when you bring the lumber from the forest, remember to bring
some more, so that we could build a shack.  - Boo, mister!  - Mel whined -
C'mon!  You're the adult here, you're supposed to help us!  - No, no - he
motioned his hand - My dear Mel, from what Ms.  Allison told me, I'm only
here to be sure you're all safe and alive.  Not a single thing more.  Any
other questions?  - he looked around - I don't see anybody willing to say
anything.  Okay then, I'd like my tea strong with some sugar.  Thank you.
Now, get moving, girls.

   - I guess this can't be helped - Kelly grumbled underneath her breath -
Let's go guys, we'll get some lumber.

   They got moving, but not before they all wore their trousers and shoes.
Denver looked longingly at them, as they disappeared between the trees,
still topless, little goddesses of nature.  Although it seemed not
possible, his boner was harder and harder with every moment.  It took the
girls some time before they found enough lumber for a decent fire, but
finally the water was boiled and they all sat around the sparkling flame,
eating canned meat with bread and drinking hot, strong black tea from
aluminum mugs.  The afternoon was slowly coming to an end and the evening
was coming.  The sun was on the far western side of the sky, getting ready
to dive under the surface of the lake.  The light got dim and slightly red
already.  Despite the time of day it was still very worm so the girls
decided to keep on running topless around the camp.  It was not only the
comfort of not being tied by any clothing, it was mostly cold calculation,
meaning to get through their adult guardian's tough shell and touch his
masculine nerve.

   They succeeded.  Almost.  Young and not experienced with overtly
eroticised teenagers Keep somehow coped with the task of regaining his
composure after the initial shock.  He still got a severe boner, seeing all
those ripe, luscious young maturing bodies around him, but the cold reason
won the battle that ran in his erotically tormented mind for the whole
afternoon.  He was proud of it, well, in some sort of way at least.

   The girls were finally back and a nice fire crackled on the little
clearing, all of the gang sitting around.  The evening was warm, somewhat
sultry.  The sun set in bloody red, casting scarlet shadows all around. 
The trees, grass, the waves of the lake, the clouds and the faces of the
girls got some shade of crimson.

   Keep sat beside the fire, eating a sandwich with canned veal, freely
staring at the topless beauties around.  He wasn't ashamed anymore, nor
didn't they seem to be intimidated by his searching eyes.  Right across,
opposite to him, he could see Sammy.  He'd seen her lovely bosom before and
could now judge his first admiration for her goodies wasn't exaggerated
even a bit.  She was a possessor of round, soft, little mounds with puffy
nipples of the pinkest color he'd ever seen.  Maybe that was the light of
the setting sun, but those little nips, hard in the evening breeze, seemed
to glow with some radiant light.  He looked around.  With the corner of his
eye he caught a glimpse of Mel's stunning, amazing pair of big, perfectly
round globes that slightly, lazily bounced as she leaned forward or moved
around.  Those lovely twins finally freed from their usual cotton
restraints cried for attention whole day long.  Her nipples also erected;
that was caused by the evening breeze.  Her aureoles were light, big and
perfectly round.  They were real puffy.  Denver shifted his gaze to Nina,
the youngest of them all.  Her brown hair framed her cute, childish face.
He glanced at her chest.  There was no trace of anything there, just her
little girl nipples, poking forward like small pencil erasers, stiff and
pink.  His boner was incredible.  He finished his sandwich and wiped his
hands on his jeans.  His trousers had already couple minor stains around
his hips - the effect of wiping his hands.  - Girls - he said with a voice,
that was somewhat shaky - Why don't we sing something?  - Yeah!  - was
their first reaction.  They started to cheer.  He suspected many of the
girls' reactions were deliberately exaggerated.  He wasn't sure, when they
were honest and genuine but he didn't really care. - Sing something for me,
ladies, willya?  - he addressed them that way, knowing they're going to
like it.  Women were always women, no matter the age.  And they always
liked being treated the right way.

   - I have a suggestion - Kelly got up, proudly pushing her marvelous set
of young tits forward.  She looked around, using this opportunity to show
her boobs in every detail.  - What kind of?  - the man asked, his eyeballs
almost popping out, glued to the girl's breasts.  - I think we could sing
the song you sung for us recently.  The one about naked body.  I think it
fits real good now - she grinned, leaning forward toward him.  Alice
shifted her weight, feeling somewhat uneasy.  What Kelly just did, meant
war.  She was deliberately trying to seduce Keep.  They did compete who was
better and Allison's "baby sister" wasn't going to lose.  It was the night
she was going to spend with the man whom she chased for so long.

   For couple months the handsome, older photographer conceived her
thoughts.  She wanted him the very first moment she saw him, when, together
with her big sister, she entered his studio.  That's why she sent him her
Polaroid picture and her panties.  And the all so meaningful Nabokov's
book.

   Young Alice didn't realize she pushed Denver on his trail of desire
toward young girls.  But one thing she knew for sure was that in some
wicked way he desired her.  And she was right.  And she was going to accept
and satisfy that desire.

   - Oh, yeah!  Why not?  I can't sing along - she got up, running her
fingers though her hair.  An electric spark jumped between her and her
squad leader.  Like a short circuit.  She half closed her eyes, staring
intently at Keep, while her hand seemingly unconsciously wandered over her
tight, firm boobies.

   - Shall we?  - she asked, when the man didn't react for quite some time.
Denver shook his head, as if trying to get rid of some kind of burden that
darkened his mind.  He stroked his eye lids with the back of his hand and
sighed loudly.

   - Yes, I think I can sing - he finally said and it sounded like a
confession of some kind - We can sing - he corrected himself.  He froze for
a moment, looking at Alice.  Most probably she wasn't aware of that, but
she was the one who pushed him on the perverted tracks he followed, he
thought.  Since ever he developed the photo of her flashing him with her
young, juicy cunny he desired her.  And somewhere deep in his mind, even
when he made love to sweet young Andi, even when he melted in her butt, he
dreamed of Alice.  That young, luscious nymph, depraved teen that set his
body and mind on fire.  Keep looked up, at her face.  She was bold and
beautiful, both childish and very womanly at the same time in her topless
condition.  Her chest heaved, revealing her anxious emotions.  In her eyes
he could see the promise.  Ever so slowly, he nodded his head.  And both of
them knew that nothing could prevent their plans now.  Some kind of mystic
bond was created, leading them toward the long foretold fate.

   ***

   - And in that very moment he saw the girl leave through the cemetery's
main gate.  Her face was covered with coagulated blood, crimson droplets
made their way down her neck and across the chest.  Greasy, dark mud
covered her hands.  She approached the cab, looking at him across the
window - I was telling my tale with a raspy, low whisper.  The scary tales
time was in full spin.  All the girls were thriving in anticipation,
staring intently at me in the dim, flickering light of the fire.  The
forest was black and whispering all around us.  - He lowered the window
shield - I continued - And he looked out.  So, he said, it is you, the
famous vampire?  - my voice was hanged for a moment.  All of the girls held
their breath.  - YES!  - I roared, starting toward them across the fire. 
At the same time I threw a handful of pine needles into the fire that I hid
in my clenched fist so far.  The fire cracked and exploded with sparks.

   - Geez!  Yikes!  Gosh!  Waagh!  - they all started to shout in terror,
jumping back from me.  I burst into laughter...

   - Oh my God...  Oh my god...  - Kelly tried to catch her breath, all of
them tried to calm down.  I pretty badly scared the living shit out of them
all.  I assumed it was the right time to finish the nice evening.

   - OK, my little ladies.  I'd appreciate if you brushed your teeth and
got down to sleep now - I said.  It was just before midnight and the time
was high for all of us to get some sleep.  Though I was sure I wasn't
really getting any.

   Couple hours ago, when I reached for my cigarettes I found a small note
in the box.  A girl's hand wrote one sentence only on it.  "Meet me at the
lake bank after everyone is asleep".  I was almost sure it was Alice, who
wrote it.  The way she acted tonight was significant.  This girl was after
me.  I'd lie if I said I wasn't after her...  I was and for a long time
now. I looked at her for the whole day, as I looked at the other girls. 
Never before have I managed to cope a task that difficult.  All of them
apparently provoked me.  Young teens don't usually flash an adult man with
their preadolescent, developing bodies.  These girls for some reason did.
Although at first I felt as if I was excluded from some kind of their
private joke, now I knew I was going to get my share.  A fair share.

   It wasn't before another hour passed that the fire extinguished almost
completely and I was sure everyone was asleep.  I got up quietly and went
down, toward the lake shore.  I sat on the cool sand and smoke a cigarette.
I smoked half of it, when she came down to me.  She wore a T-shirt and her
bikini bottoms.

   - Mind if I smoked too?  - she asked.  I shook my head no.  She
retrieved a box of cigarettes, put under the waistband of her panties and
smoked.  For couple minutes we said nothing, puffing at our cigarettes.  We
moved along the shore, going away from the camp to avoid getting caught by
the others.

   - Are you sure you want it?  - I asked, putting out the cigarette butt.
So far I haven't looked at her and she kept herself slightly behind my view
range.  I knew who she was anyway and I was going to feed my eyes with her
to the brim soon. - I've wanted ever you since I've first saw you.  And I
think you feel the same - she stated openly. - I do...  - I had to admit. I
could smell the smoke of her cigarette.  Menthols.  It was so strange for a
girl her age to smoke.  So unusual.  But it was even more unusual for a
girl her age to have sex with and older man, and that was what she was
apparently determined to do.  I looked at her.  Alice sat there, on the
cool, wet sand, looking at the barely visible, dark, distant horizon. - Are
you sure it's exactly what you want?  - I asked again.  - Do you want to
know I need you to penetrate me?  If I desire you?  If I want to make sex
with you?  If that's what you mean, sure, I want.  I want to feel you
inside me - she said - It's nothing new for me to make love to a man,
though you're going to be the oldest so far.  And the most awaited...  -
she added after a while. - Alice...  - I wasn't sure how to put my thoughts
into words - What we're about to do is wrong.  At least the society would
judge so... - Fuck the society - she almost exclaimed - Fuck me!  Good
golly, man, I'm here for you.  I want you to do me!  Are you some kind of
queen or what?  Let's do it, hell with the society!  - she almost threw
herself on me, starting to kiss me all over my face.  - I don't care.  Call
me a bitch, a slut, a whore, whatever.  I want it, right?  - she kept on
babbling as she kissed me.  I hardly listened to her as I started returning
her passionate, wet kisses. - Forget everything.  Just love me - she
whispered into my ear.  There was nothing I desired more.

   Desire was one thing, reason was another.  I hesitated for a moment,
before I gently touched her mouth with my fingers.  Her lips were warm and
soft.  Alice delicately kissed the tips of my fingers.  Her mouth traveled
across the top of my hand, down my wrist.  She brought her face up and
looking into my eyes she moved closer.  Our lips met and we started to kiss
passionately.  Her mouth parted and she pushed her wet, warm tongue into my
mouth, moving it about, stalking for my tongue and lips.  I returned her
kiss, feeling the passion rise in me.  My hormones level jumped up
suddenly.

   She might have been young.  She might have seemed innocent.  She might
have been just a little girl...  Might have, 'cause she wasn't.

   I didn't expect it, but she had everything planned from the very
beginning.  Since the very first moment she flashed me in my new 4WD on our
way from the town to the island, she had everything carefully sketched in
her head.

   Alice was even more open and straight forward than my little, sexy
friend Andi.  But unlike during my adventure on the love boat, everything
happened so much faster now.  Alice parted our kiss and pushed me on the
ground, ripping my buttons off in the course of undressing me of my shirt.
She crouched over me and seated herself, grinding her firm, tight butt
right into my crotch.  It was a matter of couple seconds that my dick
sprung into attention, hard as a rock.  She unbuttoned my shirt till the
end and with one quick movement she unzipped my trousers and tugged them
down, together with my pants, down below my knees.  I felt as if she was in
fact raping me.  But I didn't perceive it as something unpleasant.  She was
wearing a T-shirt and bikini pants.  I pulled her shirt up over her head
and tossed it to the side, on the grass.  Her perfect, round, firm,
luscious tits rocked in front my face as she leaned forward.

   - Now...  - she whispered with a raspy voice, apparently at least as
excited as me.  - What was that you said about the society?  And stuff?  -
she asked, biting my lip.  With her small, warm hand she grabbed my
throbbing cock and stroked it gently, moving her soft fingers up and down,
along the sensitive underside.  I shivered.  It was too much for me to hold
back anymore.

   I grabbed her panties and yanked them down, below her ankles.  She
shifted her weight and positioned herself over me, guiding my dick with her
hand straight at her steaming cunny.  A slick hot droplet of her girl juice
dribbled down my stiff shaft.  She stroked my cockhead between her velvety,
moist pussy lips and stopped it at the very entrance to her love tunnel. 
Alice took a deep breath and started to lower herself slowly.  My meat
entered her insides, slid up her cavern, deep into her tummy.

   I wasn't her first, that was apparent.  Still, she was a young girl and
she was damn tight.  Her slit encased my pole like a glove, soft and warm,
moist and sweet.  She tensed her muscles and I felt as if she milked my
dick.

   I didn't really have time to realize what was going on.  I like to savor
the first feeling of a cockhead going in...  Passing through the initial
barrier and pressure.  This time it all happened so fast.  Alice sat on my
hips, impaled on my stiff, blood engorged rod.  She slowly rocked back and
forth, tensing her muscles around my dick, but not lifting, so that
effectively I didn't move inside her.

   - Shouldn't we use...  - I started, but she didn't let me finish,
putting her finger on my lips.  - You're so damn unromantic...  - she
whispered - Skip it.  Anyway, I'm on the pill, so don't worry - she leaned
over and kissed me.  Her stiff, erected nipples brushed across my chest. 
She shivered when that happened.  I could see she was really excited and
determined.  I put my hands on her hips and pulled her body slightly up. 
My pole partially withdrew from her.  She pushed herself back down,
grinning madly, grinding her lovely, teenage, firm, round, cute butt into
the base of my cock.

   Alice didn't let me have it my way.  She was in control - she took over
and dominated me.  Not that I was really sorry or something; in fact I
liked what was happening.  Her pussy encased my throbbing shaft.  Her hot
moist love tunnel fit like a custom made glove on my stiff, hard pole.  She
slowly raised her whole body until my dick almost popped out of her and
then she started to lower herself on it back again, ever so slowly.  She
put her hands flat on my chest, supporting her weight and drew her head
back; her eyes were closed.  We didn't say anything.  I was surprised.  Not
disappointed, definitely not.  But this was so strange for her to act like
a stalker, hunting for a prey only supposed to give her physical
satisfaction.  She kept on sliding up and down my rod slowly.  I could feel
her tense and relax the muscles of her cunny alternately as if she was
trying to squeeze my prick with her pussy.  What was she doing, was in fact
getting satisfied.  It wasn't making love for me.  It was just sex in its
purest form.  Alice rocked gently, up and down my cock, trying to get the
best out of it.  But she behaved like a pro strumpet rather than a young
girl.  Her dripping cunny wrapped my rod, driving me crazy.  I loved the
smoothness of her skin, the feeling of her rigid nipples, the sound of her
heavy breathing as she neared her climax.  I moved my hands along her
sides, tracing her body with my fingertips, touching her lisp, her lovely
hair and her eyelids.  I massaged her buttocks, running my finger down her
cleft and fiddle around her rosebud.  She liked my ministrations but seemed
very little interested in me as far as anything more was concerned.  It was
as if she was some kind of a robot that clicked into a program and could do
nothing else.

   She impaled herself hard and deep and yanked her head back and a
muffled, quiet howl escaped her throat.  I was on the verge of cumming. 
Not thinking much about it, I pulled her closer and rolled, so that she was
now under me.  I humped once more and a wave of pleasure overwhelmed me.  I
started to spurt inside Alice.  The girl hugged me tight and whined
quietly, feeling the hot waves of my jism erupting into her.

   We were lying on the moist sand, both exhausted after the hot encounter
we just had.  Alice searched for her things and located the cigarette box.
She retrieved one and smoked.  I did the same.  We were just lying there,
under the moonlight, on the sandy beach, both of us stark naked.  Some of
my semen dribbled from her pink, hot opening and started to sink into the
sand.  We didn't say a word.

   I wasn't disappointed.  No.  For sure I wasn't.  But still I was somehow
disturbed.  We didn't say a word.



   Chapter Eight - Getting Emotional

   When I woke up, it was still very early in the morning.  The fire
extinguished during the night and in fact it was just a bit chilly.  I
somehow got out of my sleeping bag and stood up, yawning.  I didn't get
much sleep the previous night.  On the other hand, I'd gladly not sleep at
all in exchange for the fun I had.

   My, oh, my.  Who could've though it's all gonna end up like that.  When
I first saw Alice around a year before there were no signs that she was
going to play such a major role in my life.  It was her who pushed me down
the path of perversion and dark descent into the areas of human mind that
statistic people never wish to even know about.  And now, last night, she
just kind of used me.  She came and simply took whatever she believed
belonged to her.  That was a real kick.

   I went down to the shore, where I dropped my shirt and my trousers.  I
glanced at my watch - it was quarter to five.  I didn't believe any of the
girls to wake anytime soon, so I pulled down my pants and slowly went into
the cold water, stark naked.  The first contact was a shock for my bare
skin, but I soon got used to the sensation and even started to like it.  If
there were any traces of sleep or nigh fatigue left anywhere in my body,
they got washed away, splashed by the cool waves.

   I swam toward the open lake, straight into the direction, where the sun
was hanging just over the darker line of the horizon, marking the beginning
of a new, fine day.  As I swam, my mind drifted off into that enchanted
fantasy land, inhabited by my sweet angels.  The surface of the lake in
front of me was calm.  I turned to my back and just drifted, looking into
the sky, chasing the clouds passing by, day dreaming...

   I don't know how long did it take.  When I finally turned back around I
noticed I drifted off, sideways from the bay, so that the beach was not
visible from the place I was in.  I started toward the land, swimming
around the corner of a small cape.  And then I looked forward and I saw
someone standing on the edge of the water.

   It was Sammy.  I recognized her as I approached the bank.  I realized I
was stark naked and stopped suddenly, probing for the ground with my feet.
I found it and stood on the lake bed, facing her.  She was wearing jeans
shorts, that didn't really cover anything, being to short.  For a top she
had a T-shirt that was cut off below the breast line.  A real hot outfit,
for a cool morning.  The sun lit golden highlights on her brown hair.  She
was real cute.  - Hi, Mr.  Keep!  - she waved her hand at me - How's the
water?  - Fine - I replied - Though you may consider it to be a bit cold...
- I see.  Care if I joined you?  - she asked, coming into the water, until
it reached well over her knees. - Go ahead - I was more concerned if she
was able to see my little friend through the water.  Apparently she was...
- I see you got no panties on, mister - she stated - OK then!  She smiled
and grabbed the ripped rim of her T-shirt.  A moment later said piece of
clothing fell to the wet sand on the beach and she was tugging her jeans
shorts down, below her knees.  She wasn't wearing anything underneath.  I
looked amazed as she stepped out of her hot pants and slowly came into the
water.  It must've been cold, for I could see her shiver and she got goose
bumps all over her body.

   She was now in the water by her thighs.  I knew that moment, just before
you were going to get your crotch wet...  In the bright morning light I
could clearly see her pussy lips, slightly parted, and covered with a
darker shadow of fair peachfuzz.  She must've grown it only recently.  Her
cunny lips were still a little fat, like those of a little girl.  She
looked at me and grinned, stepping forward.  Her body jerked, when her
pussy was dipped under the surface.  - Oh, my!  That's cold!  - she
exclaimed, jumping up and splashing the water.  - Brrrr, that's yikes - she
put her hand under the water, covering her lovely mound and stroking it
gently to warm it up a bit.

   - Is it that cold?  - I asked, taking a step back, to hide under the
surface again.  She followed me.  I observed her puffy nipples that started
to erect and stick out.  They had the pinkest color I've ever seen.  It was
as if they cried for attention "Here we are!  Here we are!".  - Are we
going to swim?  - I asked.  She nodded her head seriously.  Something
wicked got in me, when I glanced at her round, lovely boobs. - Just like
the first time, huh?  But you're not gonna loose anything today - I added,
staring intently at her.  She looked back at me, somewhat surprised.  -
Well, yeah...  - she admitted, looking aside - For sure I'm not gonna loose
my bra today - she grinned, regaining her composure.  That was amazing. 
Only couple days before she ran away from me, ashamed.  And now - she
voluntarily, almost eagerly, exposed herself for me to see everything she
had.  And she had it lovely.

   After last nigh that I spent with Alice I was almost ready to believe
they were all after me.  It seemed to be true.  We started to swim.  For me
it was the second time this morning, that I entered the open waters of the
great lake.  The preteen followed me, swimming right by my side.  I could
see her with the corner of my eye.  The gentleness of her movements, the
grace...  Or maybe that was just my specific perversion that altered my
perception.  In my eyes all of them were pretty, lovely and sexy...

   I couldn't help it and when we headed back toward the beach I let her
swim first and followed her, staring at her slender legs, moving
rhythmically under the surface of the water.  Her butt was firm and looked
simply marvelous.  With every kick of her legs her buttocks parted, almost
giving me a heart attack each time her cleavage opened showing the darker
spot of her rosebud.  The water was cold indeed, but that didn't help me.
My rod was stiff and throbbing, no matter what.  Just the sight of this
lovely preteen body almost drove me crazy.  We reached the shallow waters.
She stood up, proud, pushing her breasts forward and turning toward me. 
Her tasty pussy was just over the water, shining droplets dribbled down her
labia and along her inner thighs.  She put her hands under her breasts as
if she wanted to wipe the wetness from that amazing place.  It was all
faked, I could clearly see she wanted to expose and present her dear
blooming mounds, topped with those amazingly pink nipples.  - Are you going
to swim more?  - she asked, noticing I wasn't so eager to leave water.  -
Yeah...  - I said - I think I could use some exercise in fact - I lied,
that was apparent.  I'm sure she could clearly see my raging hard-on hidden
just below the water line.  - OK - she stated laconically, smiling in a way
that made me almost melt instantly.  The way she looked for a moment almost
made me come there and then.  I gasped for my breath, as she slowly turned
round and left the water, rocking her hips.

   Once on the dry land, she bent down low to bring up her clothes from the
sand.  She stuck her breath taking butt at me.  Her ass cheeks separated
and in the crack of her preteen ass I could see the darker spot of her
butthole, placed over the pink slit of her cunny.  It seemed to last for
eternity - I stood and stared in amazement at that maturing body's private
parts.  What a sight that was!

   - So then, see you later - Sammy looked over her shoulder, definitely
aware of where I was looking just a second before - It was fun - she added,
going away, still only wearing her birthday suit, her clothes in her hand.
I admired her young, ripe, slender body and longingly traced it with my
eyes until she reached the top of the cliff and disappeared behind the top,
where the camp site was.

   I sighed and left the water.  Once on the shore, I pulled up my pants
and my trousers, making sure my dick was in a position that would not
reveal it's rigid state.  To be sure my condition was hidden, I put on a
shirt that was long enough to cover my crotch area.  Prepared like that, I
sat on the sand and smoked, giving myself some time to cool off.  Finally I
climber up, toward the place where I expected to find the girls sleeping.

   In fact they were sleeping, except for Sammy, who apparently wasn't
around.  Instantly I had a vision of her peeing in the woods.  My rod
started to ache.  I needed some release soon.  - Hi there!  - I heard
Kelly's voice behind my back - How was your sleep, mister?  - she was lying
in her sleeping bag, propped on her elbow, yawning and rubbing her sleepy
eyes with the palm of her hand. - Quite well, thanks - I replied - How
'bout you? - The ground is hard and uncomfortable - she said, struggling to
free herself from the sleeping bag. - Are you starting the fire?  - she
asked - I'd gladly drink some hot tea...  - she tried to stand up, but lost
her balance and fell on the ground.  Apparently she wasn't fully awaken.  I
helped her get up, giving her a hand.

   - Look who's here - Sammy came from between the trees.  She was dressed
the same way I first saw her in the morning.  And yes!  My idea about where
she was must've been right, for the girl had a roll of toilet paper with
her.  She didn't go to the forest to smell the flowers.  - Not swimming any
longer?  - she looked at me, putting the paper back into her backpack.  She
was grinning in a meaningful way. - I decided some hot tea would be better
- I said, setting the fire on a prepared pile of lumber.  Kelly managed to
free herself from her restraints finally and they both approached, bringing
the bag with canned food and bread.  They found the jug we used the
previous day and in no more than fifteen minutes the three of us were
eating sandwiches and drinking tea.  The rest of the gang was still asleep.
Not that we cared.

   ***

   - Mr.  Denver, how about the photo workshop you promised?  - Alice asked
me just before noon.  I looked at her in surprise. - What about?  - I
asked, not really getting what she meant.  It's not that I was that dumb or
had problems with my memory.  But please imagine her standing in front of
me, wearing a skimpy set of bikini thongs and nothing to cover her breasts.
And remember I made love to her last night. - You promised you'll teach us
to take photos - she explained bending down low over me.  Yes, she wasn't
wearing any tops.  They all insisted on running around topless again, just
like the previous day. - Oh, heck, I sure can show you couple tricks.  Are
you the only one interested or is there anybody else. - All of us!  And
you'll let us make photos on our own, willya?  - she asked.  - Sure I will
- I smiled.  For a brief moment we gazed at each other, then she winked and
turned around, showing her back on me.

   I browsed through the stuff in my bag, retrieving my digital photo
camera and couple accessories.  I've only bough it quite recently, a couple
of weeks in fact.  It was a reel good one and cost me a fortune but it was
worth it, I judged after only a few days of using it.  - So, will you show
us everything?  - I heard a voice right over my shoulder and started up in
surprise.  I turned to see all the gang gathered around me and waiting
impatiently.  - Sure...  - I wasn't real convincing; on the other hand, I
wasn't really sure what was that I was supposed to show and I didn't want
to get caught in one of their little games.  I took all my stuff and
motioned them with my hand.  The girls followed me and we all sat on the
ground, near to the fire place.  I produced a camera and presented it to
them.  - Now, that's what it looks like, but all of you probably know it.
The difference between this camera and those you might've used before is
that it's not enough to just press the button here.  I stopped for a
moment, wondering what to say.  They stared at me in anticipation for some
revelation.  I didn't want to let them down.

   - Now, look.  Every single photo is a mixture of couple things.  The
most important are: the subject of the photo, the composition of the photo
and the technical parameters.  As far as the technical stuff goes, we have
the light, the time and by this I mean the speed of the shutter and last
but not least is the diaphragm.  If somehow you manage to keep these three
things in balance, you're most probably going to make a good photo, at
least technically.  Do you get what I say?  - I looked around.  It's not
that I saw seven jaws drop but in fact there was not much comprehension on
their faces either.  That promised to be tougher than I thought.  My
suspicion was right.  It took us much more time before they got the basics
of photography.  We tried countless times - the definite advantage of a
digital camera is the possibility to record and then delete almost
unlimited number of images.  The girls shoot picture after picture trying
what I told them in the theoretical part of our little training.  - So, how
do you feel about it now?  - I smiled, looking around, three hours and a
thousand photos later.  They were sitting on the ground, their legs
crossed, all of them staring at me.  All of them pretty, young girls, all
of them topless, all of them completely uninhibited or ashamed by that
fact.

   - It's harder that we thought - Kelly admitted, holding my camera on her
lap.  Unconsciously, she stroked the cover of the lens, as she talked to
me. - Yeah - Mel added - But I think we could try something nice by now.  -
Sure, let's finally start making real photos - Timmy said - That's what it
was all about.  - OK.  Will you cope yourself?  - I wanted to make sure - I
guess I need some good strong coffee...  Just be sure to keep this little
machine safe.  I hate to tell you what's he price of it.  - Sure we will;
and don't worry about the camera, we'll take good care of it - Alice smiled
slyly as she looked at me.  I could only guess what was going on inside her
pretty little head.  - So help yourselves then - I said, getting up and
stretching my arms.  Ouch, I thought, that was tiring...  I rummaged
through the ashes of the fire we had in the morning and found some embers.
Before long a pot with boiling water was ready and I could have my coffee.
Like so many times before I kicked back on the ground under my favorite
pine tree and relaxed, drinking hot coffee and smoking a cigarette.

   The girls generally disappeared from my view but I could hear their
excited voices from the forest behind my back.  They seemed do have a great
time.  In fact I had a great time too, but the best word to describe my
state for the last two days would be: completely stunned.  When Allison
asked me to help her with the camp I'd never expect anything that happened
to me.  It all seemed to be some kind of a twisted, perverted dream going
on in my overheated head.  The fact we made love with Alice last night was
so unbelievable.  Even my morning encounter with Sammy seemed so unreal. 
Not to mention all my previous adventures that started with dear little
Timmy pissing in the woods right in front of my eyes.  I wondered how were
Allison and Velma doing with their squads.  The thought of Velma brought
back the memory of the night I found both of them smoking pot and fooling
around with each other.  And, yeah, what was later.  I closed my eyes and
looked over the sweet memory of myself spurting in dear Velma's virgin
butt. That was something.  And that reminded me one more thing, namely the
fact I still had a bottle of bourbon in my bag.  I butted my cigarette and
threw it into the ash of the fire place.  I retrieved the bottle and opened
it.  The dark, lucid liquid dribbled down my throat.  I needed that, I
thought.  A red light lit in my mind, wondering if I wasn't drinking too
much recently.  I wasn't, decided my reason.  Definitely not more than
usually.

   - Mister!  - I heard a shout right behind me.  I turned around to face
the girls.  Kelly was standing right in front of me with my camera in her
hands and stared at the bottle I held.  Caught red handed, I thought.

   - I can see you're having a great time when we're not around - she
grinned and raised her brow in a meaningful manner. - There's one more
thing we want to do - she continued - We need a group photo.  - OK - I
said, putting the bottle back into my bag - Get yourselves dressed and I'll
make the photo for you. - That's not what we mean.  We want to have a
souvenir for you, that's why you're going to be on the photo... - Oh, I get
it.  You need a timer shot, yes?  - I asked; she nodded.  I reached for the
camera and turned the preferences jumper.  I set the camera on a large
piece of lumber, facing the open area of the lake, with the blue sky in the
background.  The light was just right, being already behind the setting and
I judged it should work fine. - Ready, guys?  - I looked up from the
viewfinder.  They all stood in a row, hands on each other's arms. - Sure we
are.  Lie down here, in the middle - Alice pointed with her finger.  I set
the timer and got up.  I took my place and made myself comfortable on the
green grass.  - OK, smile now, we have 3 more seconds - I wanted to add
something but I didn't have time to do it.  They all piled down on me. 
Without any warning I got covered with a mess of teen and preteen bodies.
Naked, smooth flesh and skimpy bikini panties were all over me.  Seven
pairs on hands and sever pairs of long, slim legs and seven pairs of
budding or already well developed breasts and long streaks of silky hair. I
was overwhelmed by their closeness, their girlhood, and their very
substance if I may say so.  I heard the crack of the shutter and burst into
laughter.  So did the girls.

   ***

   After that adventure, Keep didn't ask about the photos the girls did in
the woods.  He completely forgot it in fact.  He was going to be very much
surprised to see some of those images later, when he would have returned
home finally.

   Lead by Alice, all of the girl had a nice, posed act.  Among the
coniferous trees, on the green grass of the forest, in the filtered light
of this summer day each one of them presented her young body, not hiding
anything from it.  All of them made little present for this adult, handsome
man, who, they knew it very well, longed for them with all his heart.  He
would have a unique, amazing set of sexy images showing their young,
excited bodies.  But Keep didn't check what kind of photos was shot.  When
he finally managed to free himself from under the pile of young, sexy
flesh, he just tossed his camera back into his bag and forgot it.

   They took their time swimming in the lake.  This time Keep agreed to
join them and he didn't regret that decision.  They splashed in the shallow
water.  Playing with the girls he was touched, stroked and brushed with
every possible part of their ripe bodies countless times.  It would be
strange if he didn't use the opportunity to touch some of that young flesh
himself quite consciously.  So did the girls - more than a couple times he
felt some small, young hand probe around his pubic area.  A real groping
festival that was, for both sides.  Finally the day started to end slowly
and the sun sunk below the western horizon.  They started a fire and had
some canned food again.  Denver wasn't a choosy fellow but he already
started to long for a real food and at least a decent table.  The girls
sung some songs he didn't know, in exchange he sung some they didn't know
but were real willing to learn.  It was late at night when he finally
ordered all the girls to sleep.  The next day they were expected to go back
to the main camp.  He sat by the fire, looking at the dark, sparkling
surface of the lake and smoking cigarettes.  He wasn't going to go down to
sleep.

   When the girls threw themselves all over him that afternoon, one of them
put a little note in his pocket.  Just like the previous night, one of them
asked him to meet her.  It wasn't Alice - he examined the writing and it
was different this time.  Now he only waited for the right time to come. 
All the teens seemed to be asleep.  He could hear their steady breathing as
they lay down on the ground in their sleeping bags scattered around the
fire.  His body thrived in anticipation of what was apparently going to
happen again.  ***

   Half an hour after midnight I found myself in the same place that I made
love to Alice only the night before.  I sat on the ground and waited,
smoking cigarettes to shorten the time.  My nerves were tensed and
generally all my body was in a state of strange anxiety.  Or maybe it
wasn't that strange after all.  Apparently I was going to score again that
night.  And score what!  Another lovely teenage girl, whoever she would
turn out to be.  I stared in the general direction of the camp, listening
carefully if I don't hear the footsteps.  I wondered who was it going to be
this time.  I suspected young Sammy, judging from the way she acted in the
morning.  Or maybe Mel?  She was very explicit, when she landed with her
magnificent boobs on my face...

   The riddle was solved couple minutes later when I saw a dark silhouette
on the night sky.  There was no doubt of who was that.  Kelly Marsh, the
squad leader, was coming my way.  - Hi - she said, trying to clear her
throat as she approached me.  - Hello, Kelly - I replied, looking up at
her. She was wearing a cotton shirt and her WG uniform skirt. 
Surprisingly, the night wasn't that warm after all.  She held a folded
blanker under her arm.

   - You mind if I joined you, mister?  - she asked, spreading the blanket
on the ground.  Doing it, she bent over low and I caught a glimpse of white
cotton panties under the rim of her skirt.  Eye candy. - Shall we sit,
Mister?  - she asked, looking at me.  I joined her on the blanket and we
now sat side by side.

   - So...  - she started - I...  I'm here...  How to put it...  - she
stuttered.  - I know, dear - I said, looking at her - I can guess what
you're here for.  Are you sure about it?  - looking at her I judged she was
tensed and anxious.  Apparently she wasn't as bold anymore as she was in
the broad daylight. - Why, sure...  - she replied - That's why I'm here...
It's just that...  - she stopped.  The silence was getting longer. - Yes? -
I asked finally. - It's just that...  I mean, please, go slow, OK?  It's
not that I haven't done it before or what...  It's that so far...  I
mean... You know what I mean, don't you, mister?  - Sure I do - I replied,
though I wasn't exactly sure what she was trying to tell me - Do whatever
you want, I won't push you on anything.  And, just for tonight, I think you
can call me Keep.  Does it make you feel better, Kelly? - Sure...  - she
apparently sighed with relief.

   It was all so much different from the previous night.  Alice was brave
and somewhat aggressive.  I could see Kelly was apparently completely
different.  She wasn't a hot chick anymore like she posed to be so far.  I
was looking at an ordinary teenager, not sure about her thoughts, fears and
expectations.

   - You've been a Wilderness Girl for a long time, Kelly?  - I asked, to
start some decent conversation.  She looked at me, surprised at first, but
then glad I think.  - 'Tis been couple years now in fact...  I mean, I
started to be one when I was about 10 I guess.  Why'd you ask? - Just
wanted to know.  How long's been Allison taking care of your team?  -
Woo... 'Bout three years now if I remember right.  You didn't know about
it? - Not even a clue.  And we've known each other for some time already.
Seems she kept it a secret... - Say, she's not your girlfriend, is she,
mist...  err, Keep?  - she beamed a smile.  I thought she was so pretty at
that moment.  She had a small, perky nose and pretty, shapely dark eyes,
outstanding in her round face, framed with her ginger hair.  - You're all
so curious, huh?  Well, we are friends...  Good friends in fact, for a
couple years now...  - funny I'd be confessing my private life to a
teenager, isn't it?  Maybe...  - I see...  Do you, y'know...  Well, if you
don't mind answering of course - she explained quickly. - Oh...  - I smiled
- I don't.  And we do.  Sometimes...  If you want to know.  But I trust you
can keep it a secret - I wasn't really sure if I could trust her, but who
cared anyway.  I didn't think Allison would get angry if I admitted making
love to her every once in a while.  - Sure I will, mist...  Keep!  Don't
worry. - By the way, that makes me think...  Why didn't you ask Alice,
she's her sister after all?  - Oh...  Alice...  Well...  - I could see her
fighting something in her head - Yeah, Alice.  Everyone creams their pants,
the slut is here...  Everyone's so excited, the bitch visited us...  - I
thought you were friends - I stated, somewhat surprised by her sudden
confession.  - Sure...  Especially with her trying to take my squad away
from me...  She comes all of a sudden and then suddenly she's the dancing
queen of the summer break!  - You sound a bit bitter.  I didn't realize
there's a competition between the two of you.  - Look!  Now, we're all just
young girls.  We come from an orphanage.  We need to support each other. 
That's why I am a WG at all.  The youngest of us need some protection and
friends.  And now she comes, happy lady, and tries to make a revolution. 
She's cool.  She acts bold and open.  She's so...  big world!  And I spent
years with my guys.  They're more like my little sisters, not like friends.
And no bitch is gonna take them away from me!  I coughed, surprised even
more with her statement.  Now, that was something.  Did we have a D I D?

   - Don't get me wrong - Kelly kept on talking - She's a nice girl...  I
do like her, well, at least some.  But from the very moment she turned up
at the camp, she was acting like a star.  - The first night she started
talking about sex, you know, dating boys, fucking, love and romance and all
that stuff.  For her it was all so normal to act that way.  She some kind
of maniac, obsessed about sex especially. - She didn't know, or maybe she
did, that us orphanage girls, we don't have it so easy.  We're not so free
to date, love, whatever.

   I produced a box of cigarettes and smoked one.  I looked down at Kelly
and she looked back at me.  For a moment she hesitated but then she
accepted a fag I offered.  - Tell no one - she said, lighting - Nobody
knows I smoke.  - I see.  I'd never thought you do, never seen you smoking.
- Nobody ever seen me smoking, you're the first lucky one...  - she exhaled
a large cloud of smoke - Don't tell anybody, I need to take care of my
image - she grinned.  Apparently her mood swung a bit and she was much
happier now. - Sure.  Cross my heart and die - I moved my hand across my
chest and grinned at her.  - You're so sweet. - Thanks.  So do you.  Now, I
have a question.  What you said about Alice...  Teasing you or what? -
Oh... I'm sure you've noticed...  certain things recently.  - Like all the
girls literally throwing themselves on me?  - I asked.  - Yeah, something
like what you said.  You see...  - she stopped for a moment, inhaling -
It's...  Well, I could say it's some kind of competition.  Y'know, about
who's going to do what.  About what lines can we cross...  You get what I
mean? - Think so...  So Alice yesterday...  And you today...  That
means.... - Yeah - she admitted with a hesitation - I'm sorry to say it all
started as a part of a bet...  But it's not why I'm here today... - But?  -
I decided I could push her some more if she already said so much.  Kelly
looked at me, puffing her cigarette.  Then she turned her head aside, so I
could no longer see her eyes.  She exhaled loudly.

   - It's that I think you're a real nice guy.  I mean, you're handsome,
and smart...  And you're so adult - I could see her mouth form into
satisfied grin - And all that stuff, you know.  She turned to look back at
me.  I could see she was waiting for me to say something.  Something
special.  Something about her, in return for what she confessed.  It wasn't
difficult - I did think she was great.  In all ways.

   - Kelly, my dear, thank you.  It's so nice to hear it.  It rarely
happens to me that such a nice, pretty, caring and smart girl would
compliment me.  I think you're great.  You're a real chick and what you
said about your friends means you have a great heart.  You're an absolute
mistress - I could see the expression on her face change.  From expectation
to surprise, satisfaction, euphoria.  She leaned forward and hugged me,
hugged me real tight, putting her tanned face to my harsh, unshaved cheek.
She smelled sweet, like any young girl should, and she was so warm. 
Holding her in my eyes wasn't the least erotic.  For a brief moment, for
this magic minute under the open night sky I loved this cute young girl. 
For she deserved someone to love her.

   - I'm sorry - she said, letting go of me - I get emotional so easily. 
It was so sweet what you said that I just...  - she sniffed slightly and
wiped a tear from a corner of her eye.  - Come on, Kelly, that was all true
- I smiled - I do think so.  - You're so dear, Keep - she leaned against me
and for a moment lay in my arms, like a little kitten. - So...  - she
started after a brief moment - Will you make love to me?  Like we were real
lovers? - The most real in the whole universe - I promised, stroking her
ginger hair.  - So talk to me, like lovers do...  - she chanted and laughed
- I feel so good and safe with you.  It's so nice to have someone close -
she yanked her head back, to look up at my face.  She was smiling.  I
lowered my head to her face and gently kissed her full, soft lips.  She
hesitated for a very short while before she returned it.  But when she did,
I'm sure she did it with all her heart.  Maybe Kelly was getting emotional
quickly.  But I was to find out one thing very soon.  My little muse, Alice
of my dreams, was just a teasing slut who liked playing and fooling around.
And I think Kelly was a mature, grown up lover.  Maybe her body was young,
but her mind was so superior.  But, that was yet to be revealed.  So far I
just parted her lips and we stared at each other.

   - You're good at it - she admitted - I like that - she stretched her
arms and turned around, lying on her stomach, with her head on my lap. - I
have something special for you, I hope you'll like it.  I'd love you to
like it...  - she reached to my crotch and unzipped my trousers.  I shifted
my weight and moved around a bit to give her better access.  In no time at
all she searched my pants and extracted my stiffening, growing member.  It
rocked in front of her eyes in it's all glory, growing and getting harder
with every moment.

   - Wow, nice tool you have here - she admitted - I've seen couple, but
this one is real nice.  And it's still growing, my gosh! - It's your entire
fault - I said - You make me react that way...  - C'mon, don't try to be
nice just because I felt down and out for couple moments...  - I'd never
say anything just because I thought you might like it - I replied - I say
what I think.  And I think what you told me tonight is more important that
anything I've heard from anybody on this here WG camp...  And I see no
reason to feel bad only because you try hard to be a good friend and a
leader to your squad.  I'd rather say you should be proud of them and of
yourself.  I admire you for wanting to fight for your girls...  - I said. I
suppose I wasn't able to make myself clear, but that was only because sweet
teenage Kelly encased my dickhead with her worm, velvety lips and slowly
sucked it into her moist, hot mouth.  The feeling was so intense and
pleasurable it almost drove me mad at once.  She slowly drove her tightly
closed lips up the shaft and there was no way I could possibly regain my
composure.  - Don't you think I always do this kind of things - she said,
releasing my cock from the sweetest constraints of her mouth - It's only
because I like you that I decided to blow you - she looked up at me.  I
must've had a real dumb expression on my face for she laughed.  - What's
going on, Keep?  You seem a bit surprised and confused.  - Nicely surprised
- I finally managed to stutter - I never expected you to act this way.  -
To act like a slut?  Or what? - To treat me in such a special way.  And to
open your heart to me...  - I explained.  - Oh, that you mean.  That's so
sweet, thank you so much.  It's just that...  I mean, you're an adult, I
thought you know what I mean, you may have been in situation like that when
you were younger, you may understand what I mean... - And? - And I wanted
to pay back for listening to me. - You don't need to pay me back.  I'm
always ready to listen if anybody want's to share any clever thought, any
good emotion, any mature attitude...  You don't need to suck me for that. -
It's not only that I wanted to pay back or thank you - she looked aside
from me - I...  I wanted to give you a special treat.  This one time.  As
if you were my man.  - For tonight...  And in some sort of way forever...
This here sweet girl whose name is Kelly is my woman.  And I mean it - I
said.  She looked up at me again, not sure if I'm serious or just joking.

   - You opened your heart for me.  I wouldn't underestimate it.  It means
much to me.  The fact you were brave enough to talk to an almost complete
stranger about things so important...  I mean, how could I fail you? - It
sounds thousand times better than as if you said 'I love you' - she smiled,
looking at me.  A single tear rolled down her face, for a brief moment
hanging on the edge of her upper lip.  Then it dropped down and landed on
my hip.  She looked down and wiped the moist spot with her finger.

   - That's why I think you deserve this special treat - she said, lowering
her head back to my dick.  She encased it with her mouth and swallowed the
whole length of it.  The feeling was so intense and amazing my whole body
jerked.  She started to bob her head up and down along the shaft of my now
iron-hard pole, casting glances at my face from time to time.  She slowly
moved up the shaft, licking the sensitive, soft underside with her wet
tongue, pressing it tightly against my skin.  It drove me insane.  The tip
of her tongue wandered around the tip of my dick for a moment and then it
dived under the folds of my foreskin, probing for every inch of my flesh
available.  She sucked gently on my swollen, enlarged cockhead, wiping it
with her soft, hot, moist tongue with force and precision.  Kelly glanced
at me for a brief moment and again sucked my whole dick into her mouth. 
I'm sure my dickhead ended up somewhere in her deep throat.  The suction
she applied was gentle at first then it started to be stronger and stronger
until I could hardly bear it.  I bucked my hips and put my hand on the back
of her head, running my fingers through her ginger, velvety hair.  I moaned
loudly, letting her know I really loved what she did.  She partly withdrew
my stick from her mouth, taking care of my cockhead only again.  She licked
it slowly and carefully, not missing a single place, a single fold of
sensitive skin.  Her tongue danced and twisted around it, creating the most
unbelievable and unexpected sensations I would never imagine.  That was the
heaven on the earth fulfilled for me there and then.  Don't get me wrong -
many girls and women gave me a head before.  But there was not a single one
that would blow me with such a devotion and engagement as young Kelly did
it.  I felt like I was the king of the world more intensely than I felt it
some time before, supporting the teenage body of sweet nymphomaniac Andi on
the stem of the ship.

   I felt like I was the one and only and I do believe in a way I was. 
Kelly seemed to put her whole heart into sucking me.  She alternately
closed her lips and whole mouth tight around my shaft and then let my dick
move loosely inside it.  She pressed her soft, hot tongue against the
sensitive underside on my cock, driving me insane.  Her head bobbed up and
down along the whole length on my pole, up and down, up and own, quicker
and quicker...  She swallowed my whole stick, to the very base and caught
my balls in her slim warm fingers.  I couldn't manage to hold myself back
from cumming anymore and I erupted into her throat with a wave of thick,
white jism, pumping my cream wave after wave into her teenage mouth.  She
drew her head a little back, trying to swallow the upcoming semen, but some
of it dribbled from the corners of her mouth and down her chin, dripping on
my balls.  She sucked and swallowed everything she could and then, once
again, she sucked my whole pole in and licked it clean.  After completing
the task, she licked my balls clean, stalking every single drop of my semen
with her skillful hot young tongue.  I collapsed on the ground as she did
it.  - I hope you liked it - I heard her voice near.  She was now lying by
my side, real close.  - I'd be a damn fuckin' liar if I told you it wasn't
one of the best things that had ever happened to me - I said, turning to my
side and looking into her eyes.  She moved her face closer and our mouth
met.  Her lips parted and I pushed my tongue slightly in, probing for hers.
She still had the taste of my cum on her lips and on her tongue.

   We kept on kissing, while I moved my hand down and put it on her hip,
pulling her skirt slightly up.  I traced her leg with the tips of my
fingers, running them across the rim of her skirt and down, over her naked,
smooth, flawless skin.  Halfway between her waist and her knee I moved my
hand down, between her legs.  I felt her shift her position, giving me
better access to her private parts.  Encouraged, I moved my fingers back up
her leg, this time probing inside her skirt.

   I stopped when I touched the silky fabrics of her panties.  I rubbed it,
delicately running my thumb along the line of her cleft.  I moved back up,
slightly pressing the material, where I supposed her clit should be.  I
must've aimed too high because I felt her pubic hair give way under my
touch through the thin, slick material.  I moved my fingers lower, probing.
Her whole body jerked and I knew I found the spot.

   We kept on kissing.  She was passionate and hot, acting as if she never
intended to part my lips.  She wrapped her slim arms around my body and
hugged me tightly.  I lifted her body slightly and we rolled, so that she
was now lying on top of me.  She got her legs down on my both sides,
opening herself and giving me better access.  I returned my hand to her
crotch and kept on gently rubbing her clit through her panties.  Her body
already started responding to this caress.  Her breathing quickened a bit
and when she parted my lips for a moment and when I could see her face in
the dim moonlight I saw she blushed.  - Keep doing it, Keep...  - she
smiled, licking her lips, before she started kissing me again.  She was
like a maniac, insatiable, hungry for any contact she could get.  I guess
she was right - it wasn't easy for them girls.  And she only wanted to feel
loved, desired and needed.  Well, the least I could give do, was it to her
and make her feel special that night.  - Lie down, Kelly - I said, turning.
She made herself comfortable on the blanket, lying on her back.  I moved by
her side and found myself between her legs.  She guessed what I wanted to
do and pulled her knees up and to the sides, exposing herself completely. I
ran my palm across her satin clad pussy, driving my finger into her
opening. She gasped lightly.  I reached to her hips, hooked my finger under
her waistband and pulled her panties down, along her slim, long, young
legs, over her knees and down to her ankles and then I tossed them on the
grass beside us.  She put her legs back in the previous position and I had
an unobstructed view on her privates now.  She was a redhead.  Now I knew
not only the hair on her head was that special color.  Her pussy lips were
shaved smooth, there was only a small patch of ginger hair over the top of
her pink girlish slit.  Fresh moisture glistened on the edges of her cleft,
on those lovely, smooth, bare labia.  I looked up at her face.  She thrived
in anticipation.

   I put my hands on her inner thighs and lowered my head toward her sweet
toybox.  I kissed her clit and slowly ran my tongue across her whole pussy
and her lovely, hairy mound.  I moved down and located her clit again and
started to lick it delicately.  I could feel her whole body tense, her
muscle flex, she pressed her thighs against my ears.  I continued licking,
probing the innermost parts of her cunny I could penetrate with my tongue,
sucking of her sweet-and-sour girl juice that kept on flowing from her hot
insides.  Kelly breathed heavily, and then she started to buck her hips as
if she wanted to grind her love mound into my mouth.  I licked her more and
more intensively, seeing she's really enjoying it.

   I didn't take her long to come.  I was surprised when, after only couple
minutes of my licking and stroking her soft, young cunny with my fingers
she suddenly tensed and arched her back.  I heard her moan quietly and I
felt her pulling my hair as she put her hand on my head.  I licked across
her clit, pressing my tongue tightly to her love trigger and she jerked her
hips, crying out loud in pleasure.  Her voice echoed shortly among the
trees.  No sooner that her body relaxed again I moved up, to her face.  I
looked at her and I saw she was crying.  I got scared maybe I hurt her, but
before I could say anything she put her finger on my lips and shushed me.

   - It's all right, Keep.  It's all right - she whispered - Thank you so
very much.  - But...  Why d'you cry?  - I needed to know as I counseled her
in my arms.  - It's stupid...  You'll laugh at me...  It's just that it was
the first time any man did it to me.  I mean, used his mouth, y'know.  And
it felt so good and I felt so happy I just needed to cry my emotions out. -
I wouldn't call it stupid.  It's one of the sweetest things I've been ever
told - I admitted, lightly kissing her on her cheek.

   She smiled and our lips met again and we started to kiss passionately.
Kelly moved her hands to my chest and started unbuttoning my shirt.  I
somehow managed to kick off my trousers and pants - she moved them down
blowing me anyway and I wanted to free myself from those restraints. 
Having finished, I reached to her skirt and unbuttoned it, pulling it down,
below her knees.  She kicked it off and simply lay there, wearing only her
shirt.  - May I?  - I started to unbutton her shirt.  She didn't wear any
bra underneath.  I've been watching her marvelous, firm, round breasts for
the last two days, but it still wasn't enough.  Her bosom was maybe not
big, but definitely one of the most shapely I've ever seen.  I couldn't
help it and licked across her rigid, erected nipple.  Her body jerked as if
an electric impulse went through it and she gasped for air. - Slow - she
whispered - Or I'll die of pleasure in your arms and you wouldn't like it.
Though I definitely would. - Oh, sure - I kissed her lightly on the lips
and returned to her breasts.  She had round aureoles, now slightly swollen
with excitement, surrounding her poking nips, tensed standing at attention
for my command. - Be careful going in, OK.? - Sure - I said, lowering
myself to get my stiff, rigid pole between her legs.  I rubbed my dickhead
against her soft pussy lips.  There were very few hair covering her lovely
mound, all of them the same lovely flaming color as her head.  She helped
me, guiding my dick with her soft, warm hand until I was positioned just at
the entrance to her love tunnel.  We exchanged glances and I started to
pull slowly up, driving my steaming meat into her wet, hot, lovely, sexy
opening.  I passed her cunny lips and find myself inside the pulsing,
velvety tunnel of her twat.  I stopped for a moment, savoring the feeling,
the first initial contact between our bodies, when the incredible bond
comes into being, the sense of unity between two people, otherwise
separate.

   - Oh my...  - she whispered - It seems so big.  Will it fit in me?  -
I'm sure it will.  I'm don't seem to be the first one... - You're the first
one to be adult and so massive.  Be slow, Keep.  I hugged her and started
to drive my pole up her teenage cunny.  She shivered, as I delved into her,
inching my way ever so slowly.  It seemed to last for eternity and it was a
pleasurable eternity, I believe for both of us.

   - How's that?  - I asked, when I finally reached the end of her tunnel.
She accommodated the whole length of my cock.  This small teenager was
great. - I feel so full, like stuffed.  But it's a good feeling and you're
so close and so fine - she whispered into my ear, hugging me tightly.  We
started to move, making love.  I withdrew my rigid pole halfway, only to
drive it back into Kelly's steaming, dripping pussy.  Her love tunnel
encased my stick tightly, warmly, smoothly, like a custom-made glove.  She
closed her eyes and purred quietly, like a little sweet kitten.  She was
one, in a way.  We moved together, our bodies connected, our minds close. I
could feel her muscles tense and relax around my dick in spasms.  Her
breathing quickened, so did my.  I felt her whole body tremble and soon she
had her orgasm.  I thought she's going to crush my chest, she hugged me so
tightly, biting her lip, most probably not to scream out loud.  It felt so
good to know I gave her pleasure.  We continued to make love, while her
climax subsided and she started to interact more again.

   Soon I felt my own edge coming.  I slowed down, to postpone that moment.
Kelly noticed that.

   - What's up?  - she asked in a low voice, her eyes half closed.  - I'll
be cumming soon. - You can do it inside.  It's a safe day - she whispered
into my ear - And I just want to feel you inside me.  Please...

   What she said excited me even more.  I had to tense my muscles to try
and not to cum right there and then.  I moved couple more times, shoving
deep into her.  Finally the feeling overwhelmed me and I spurted my hot
jism into this teenage girl.  Her body jerked when the first wave of my
pleasure hit the insides of her orifice.  She yanked her head back and
drove her nails into my back, leaving scratch marks.  I spurted, time after
time, again and again, flooding this young girl with my cum.  Apparently
she loved it, for she got another orgasm and we climaxed together, hugging
each other, close as close ones can be.  It took us quite some time to
recover.  I didn't withdraw from her after I cum and we lay together,
connected with my softening cock.  Kelly opened her eyes and what I saw
there was happiness.  At least that's what I thought.  And I wasn't wrong.
- Keep...  That was great - she whispered - Wow!  It feels so good.  - I'm
glad to hear it, it was great for me too, honey - I kissed her friendly on
her cheek.  - Hold me tight - she said - Hold me like you never let me
go... And I held her.  Tight.  Like I never let her go.  And only the moon
shone over us, casting silvery shadows on our naked bodies.  I pulled the
blanket closer and cover her and then joined her under the blanket, for it
was chilly in the open air.  - Mhh, that was something - Kelly said,
putting her head on my chest.  I stroked her ginger hair. - Care for one
more, before we head back to the camp?  - she asked.  Sure I did.

   Chapter Nine - The Backdoor

   It was well past noon that we finally reached the main camp.  We were
supposed to leave our "Robinson" location at dawn, but the girls didn't
seem to be able to organize themselves.  In fact I wasn't either, having
had almost no sleep for the previous two nights.  Somehow we managed to
pack all our stuff, bury our trash in a deep grave under a tall pine and
leave.  At first I tried to encourage the girls to sing or do whatever else
to make our march a bit nicer, but he didn't seem interested in cooperation
at all.  I exchange glances with Kelly once or twice, but we didn't talk
much nor did anything else that could draw anybody's attention.  With the
corner of my eye I caught Alice staring at me, when she thought I couldn't
see it.  All the other girls also seemed excited...

   Excited.  As if they weren't excited enough for the past couple days,
teasing me, running around naked and doing all kinds of things I could only
imagine.  All that didn't make it easier for me to act the proper way.  And
I wandered what will Allison say.  I didn't believe I could hide anything
from her at all.

   We arrived at the main camp right on time to get some dinner.  The other
two groups were already there, girls taking care of all sorts of important
things under the inspecting gaze of Allison.  She spotted me as I entered
the clearing, leading my group toward the flagpole.  She approached and
stopped in front of me.  I raised my hand to stop the marching girls and
stood at attention.

   - Commander.  Group leader, Denver, reports everything is in perfect
order.  Nothing important happened during the last two days. - Thank you.
Dismiss!  - she shouted the word out loud, letting my girls know the
honeymoon is over and she's back in charge.  They all sighed and escaped to
their tent.  - Come - she motioned he with her hand - You'll get some
decent food.  Unless you'd rather have canned meat? - Forget it!  - I
laughed.

   We sat at the table and chatted idly while I was eating.  Allison asked
about what was going on in my sub camp, about the girls, anything.

   - They behaved normal?  - she was particularly curious about it.  - Well
- I mumbled, chewing on a large bite of steak - They really insisted on
running topless all day long. - Let me guess...  Of course you opposed? -
Sure. - And of course they did it anyway, not respecting your miserable
protests...  - What else could I add to your brilliant description of the
events?  - I looked at her, opening a bottle of beer.  We've only recently
arrived, but Velma, whose squad was the first to return, managed to visit
the city already and bring food, booze and hundreds of other things.  It
seemed I sucked the most out of the whole staff.

   - I think you just wouldn't be yourself if you didn't use any possible
opportunity to have fun - she looked at me across the table.  She was
right. In her eyes I could see she knew perfectly well what I thought about
the whole thing.

   - Oh, one more thing - she said, apparently remembering something
suddenly - You had sex with her, didn't you?

   I choked and started to cough, immediately loosing my breath.  It took
me a very long time to regain my composure.  I looked up at Allison.  There
was no point in trying to lie to her.  She wouldn't believe anything I
said.

   - Yes, I did. - She came to you herself, didn't she? - Yes, she did. -
Hope you had fun - she said, as she got up.  She didn't seem angry or
anything.  She just asked me matter-of-factly about some event that took
place and apparently was of lower importance for her.  She was just curious
apparently. - Not that it matters, but she's a hopeless case of
nymphomania. We used to try and treat it, but the psychiatrists didn't seem
to be able to solve the problem.  Anyway, don't worry about it - she winked
and left.

   ***

   - Miss?  - Velma looked up from her book upon hearing that.  She looked
at the visitor.  It was Mel, from Kelly's squad, looking through the open
entrance into the infirmary.  Velma was in the middle of a breath taking
chapter and it really didn't amuse her to be interrupted all of a sudden.

   - Yes, what is it, Mel?  - she closed her book. - It's that...  I'm
ashamed... - C'mon!  What's that?  Girl problems?  You know you can tell
me. - Worse. - So what is it?  - Velma got somewhat worried upon hearing
that.  - I feel like I have to go but it doesn't work... - You mean, when
you try to poop, you can't?  - she sighed with relief.  An easy case.  -
Yes, that's it...  And I heard that there something that's called enema you
need to take in such a case.  Though I don't really know what is it. -
You'll see in a moment.  I guess that's not such a bad idea - Velma smiled
and motioned the girl to come into the tent.  Then she made sure the
entrance was closed.  - OK.  Remove your panties and lie down here, on your
side.  - Do I have to?  - Mel seemed really ashamed. - D'you want me to
help you?  - Velma asked.  Mel obediently unzipped her trousers and pulled
them down, tugged around her ankles.  She managed to get rid of them and
she hooked her thumbs under her waistband and pulled her panties down,
putting them aside, on top of her trousers.

   - Lie down on your side, I need to bring some warm water - Velma said.
The teen sat down on the bed and then positioned herself comfortably.  She
was a bit anxious, though she knew perfectly well what was about to happen.
She had no problems with shitting.  She just needed to be clean back there
to invite a man inside.  A special man.  When Velma came back with a bottle
full of warm water, Mel was lying down on the bed.  The nurse poured the
water into an enema bag.  She mixed in some soap and herbs and stirred the
liquid.

   - So, are you ready young lady? - Yeah...I think so...  - Mel wasn't
that sure about it.  After all, she was about to let Velma pour water into
her butt and that wasn't the finest prospect she could imagine.  - I'll try
to make it nice and easy, just relax. - Oh, OK.  I'll try.

   Velma turned around and opened a cabinet with glass door.  She retrieved
a small tube and unscrewed it.

   - What's that?  - Mel wanted to know. - That's K-Y jelly - a slick cream
that will make the enema nozzle slide easily and quickly inside.  It's a
special thing for situations like that, so don't worry - Velma assured the
girl.  She greased her finger with K-Y jelly and touched the girl's anal
opening.  With her other hand she caught her buttock and lifted it up,
separating her ass-cheeks.  Then she slightly pushed the tip of her finger
into Mel's asshole.  She massaged the tightened sphincter for a few
moments, then she slightly pushed her finger into the preteens butthole. 
Mel's body jerked - Is that all right?  - Velma asked. - I...  I think
so... - the girl answered. - OK, then.  I'll put the pipe in now - the
nurse reached for the enema nozzle, already well greased with a good
portion of jelly.  She put it against the girl's rosebud and pressed on it.
The slick plastic pipe slid easily inside, deep into her intestine, up her
rectum.  Velma released the girl's buttock.

   Mel felt the long, cool, plastic pipe go inside her.  She remembered the
candle she accommodated in her back orifice just a few days before.  The
pipe was much thinner and it went in much easier.  Or maybe it was thanks
to the strange jelly Velma put on it...  - Ready?  - Velma made sure.  Mel
was positive.  The nurse released the valve and warm water started to flow
down, along the pipe, through the plastic outlet right into the teenage
asshole.  The girl could feel it coming in, the warm, steady pressure of
water penetrating her bowels.  She could sense it make it's way up her
intestine, slowly climbing toward the middle of her belly, gurgling inside
her.

   She was lying still and concentrating on the sensations going on inside
her bum and belly.  The water was still flowing freely into her, the
pressure of it slowly rising but still bearable so far.  Velma asked her
about it once or twice but she replied it was all right.  She was
determined to be clean and nice inside.  She had a date that night after
all.  - OK, I think it's all in - Velma lowered the enema bag she held in
her hand and looked inside.  It was empty.  All the liquid was now in Mel's
intestines.  The girl sighed with relief, for the pressure of the enema was
becoming a bit too much for her.  The nurse slightly parted the girl's
buttock with her fingers and pulled out the enema nozzle.  Some liquid
dribbled from the tightened rosebud and sunk into the blanket covering the
bad.  Velma took some toilet paper and wipe the girls butt carefully.

   - Great - the preteen said - What now? - I'm afraid that's not over yet.
You need to keep it inside for some time.  I think half an hour
approximately should enough.  Can you do it? - Sure...  - the girl replied
meekly.  She wasn't that sure.  - Then you just lie here, nice and still
and I'll be back in about quarter of an hour, OK?  - Sure, go ahead...

   Velma put the equipment down on the desk and left.  Mel slowly massaged
her belly with hr hand.  The soapy water inside her gurgled and moved
about, making her feel a little bit dizzy.  It wasn't that unpleasant, but
it wasn't anything close to pleasant either.  She spent next twenty or so
minutes try not to concentrate on what was going on inside her.  Instead,
she was thinking about the man she expected to meet with that night.  So
far he should've received her note that she left for him.  Mel wondered if
he was going to come.  He did come twice before...  Mel though about the
K-Y jelly again.  It helped her very much to get the pipe up her bum.  If
it was so good, it should also help get something else in there.  Something
bigger and thicker...  Velma came back finally and she started cleaning the
enema equipment.  When she was finished, she put it down on the table to
dry.

   - How do you feel?  - she asked the preteen. - Not bad - was the reply -
What now? - Can you reach the trenches, or would you rather like to expel
the enema in here?  - Kidding?  Here?  To the bucket?  -the girl was
disgusted - I go to the mine field - she shrugged, sitting up on the bed.
Then she felt it wouldn't be so easy.  She managed to put on her panties
and the trousers. - Here you go - Velma handed over a roll of toilet paper
and smiled - Better be quick.  Good luck.

   Mel stood up and carefully walked out of the tent.  Oh yeah, it wasn't
easy.  Her belly was heavy with the water and it felt like the liquid
inside her suddenly badly wanted to escape.  She felt a strong pressure on
her sphincter.  She tried to tighten it and walked on, until she was far
enough from the camp.

   She unzipped her trousers and pulled them down, together with her
panties.  Doing it, she squatted.  Her muscle gave up and a thick stream of
dark fluid squirted from her asshole, splashing around on the moss and
grass.  She felt a sudden great relief and tensed her muscles, pushing the
enema out of her body.  It squirted again, another wave of smelly soapy
water.  Mel took her time to get rid of every last drop of it.

   When she finally wiped her butt nicely with the paper and pulled up her
trousers she felt great.  It was not only that the unpleasant feeling
inside her belly was gone.  She felt clean, light; simply nicer than
before. She smiled and walked slowly toward the camp.  Meanwhile in the
infirmary Velma put the enema equipment back into the box.  She reached her
hand and closed the glass door of the cabinet.  Then she blinked and opened
it again.  No doubt.  There were three tubes of KY jelly in the morning. 
And now there were only two left.  She searched the shelf but one tube was
apparently missing.  Whatever, she thought finally, it's not poisonous. 
Even if one of the girls took it, she wouldn't die from it.  Of course, if
she applies in from the right end...

   ***

   I looked at the small piece of paper again and read it for the twentieth
time.  "See me at midnight at the lake shore, half a kilometer east from
the camp" A girlish writing for sure, couple words scribbled on a piece of
paper, most probably a torn-off page from a note book.  I received two
notes like that one before.  The notes were followed by Alice and the
following night by Kelly.  It seemed the bet included somebody else. 
Another girl eager to meet me on a special purpose.

   I supposed it was part of the madness that Kelly told me about, the
strange rush inspired by the appearance of Alice, who, from what I found
out so far was a hopeless nymphomaniac.  At least so it seemed from what
her older sister said and from what her friends apparently confirmed. 
Whew, had I know it back then, when I first met Alice.  When was it? 
Months before, I realized.

   Surprisingly, Alice proved to be quite ordinary.  She may have been
experienced, but she was neither particularly skillful, nor talented in the
arts of love.  I wondered for the hundredth time who would come that
evening.  It was some girl from Kelly's squad, that one thing was for sure.
Nina and Timmy didn't count, they were way too young or at least that's
what I thought.  That left three of them - Mel, Chrissy and Sammy.  Gosh! I
rubbed my eyes with the top of my hand.  What the hell's going on at all?!
I was tryingto figure out which preteen girl is going to impale herself on
me.  Two weeks ago, before I came to the camp, I would never think
situations like that would be at all probable.  Well, yes, I had my little
adventure with Andi, but that wasn't that common after all.  Or maybe I was
the last man on the face on Earth who believed so.  Maybe things were
completely different?  Maybe it was normal for young girls to have sex with
adult men?  Yeah, sure.  And there was also life on Mars.

   - Whacha doin'?  - Allison came into the tent.  I managed to stuff the
paper note into the breast pocket of my shirt before she noticed it.  I
didn't need her ask me more questions about having sex with one of her
girls. - Just thinkin'...  - I replied - Maybe I should get some sleep. 
The last two days were real tiring.  - Beeeep.  Wrong answer - she said -
Move your ass and come swimming with us.  And you wouldn't be so tired if
you used the night to sleep instead of fooling around.  - Ali!  I told
you...  - I started to excuse myself again.  She already knew every single
detail about me and Alice.  I told her nothing about Kelly though.  - Don't
get miserable, I just wanted to rattle your cage - she grinned - I damn
well know what she's able to do.  That's incurable. - Wait!  - I exclaimed
- Aren't you trying to say that you expected such things to happen here,
when you took both of us to the camp? - I hoped she can refrain from raping
you - she shrugged her shoulders - I must've been mistaken.  Sue me... -
Aghr!  Women...  - I sighed and got up.  We left the tent.  What have I
gotten into, I thought.  I have gotten myself into the fulfillment of my
wildest dreams.  Into some sort of Heaven On Earth.  Into the most right
place for such and old pervert like me.  - Anyway - Allison said, as we
walked - We're going home tomorrow, so she won't have too many
opportunities to throw herself on anyone. - Yeah...  - I nodded.  That was
right, our last night at the camp was coming.  I was a bit sorry to leave
that place after those wonderful ten days I spent here.  - D'you plan to
run a camp like that next year?  - I asked, when we were already on the
beach.  - Yeah, why?  Care to join us?  - she smiled, looking at me.  -
Maybe...

   ***

   That evening we had a fire.  We were singing all the songs we knew and
of course the girls made me sing "Memories" again.  Our Ring of Friendship
lasted a little bit longer than usual.  Finally, everyone was off to beds,
though neither Allison, nor Velma nor me believed anybody is really going
to sleep.  We still had some things to do like packing our stuff and trying
to put it into car somehow.  Velma was supposed to go back in her Pontiac,
while Allison intended to take the girls to a nearby railway station and go
by train.  - I could really use some help with those little brats on the
train - she said.  I'd be eager to help, if not for my car I wasn't going
to leave alone on the island.  Finally all the most important things were
done and I managed to sneak out of the camp somehow.  It was already a
quarter after midnight.  I walked along the shore, heading east, just as I
was asked to do in the note I received.  It wasn't even ten minutes that I
reached a small clearing.  Someone was sitting on an old, fallen tree. -
Hello, Mel!  - I said, coming closer.  She looked up at me and sighed with
relief.  - Hello, Mr.  Denver!  I was already anxious you're not gonna come
at all...  - How could I disappoint such a nice girl?  - I grinned.  I
guess I should stop smooth talking to girls.  It just seemed unfair.  But,
heck, on the other hand - I was honest and serious when I said something
like I've just told Mel.  So why worry?

   - You've been waiting long?  - I asked, sitting by her side.  She shook
her head no.  - I wondered who'd that be this time - I said, lighting a
cigarette.  I should've asked her first, I thought.  Oh, well... - And?  -
she asked, anxious, looking at me - Whom did you expect?  - I took under my
consideration you.  And one more girl. - Is it good it's me, not her? -
Sure - I puffed the smoke.  I was a bit nervous and wanted to end that
silly talk but there was nothing I could think of. - So, like, I'm
relieved. I was very nervous about it all.  And I still am very much - she
admitted - It's just that, you know, Mr.  Denver, it's all so strange and
stuff.  - Oh, yeah - I smiled - It is strange.  And call me Keep, by the
way.  All my lovers call me by my first name - now, the last line sounded
like a crap straight-to-video type hero.  Like a stupid kind of guys I
deeply disliked. - Gee, great thanks, Keep - she beamed a smile - I mean,
it is strange and I never did it before...  I mean, it's not that I didn't
have sex before, but not with a man like you - she kept on babbling - And
I'm all so nervous and stuff...  Much unlike me...  - Don't be nervous, Mel
- I extinguished the cigarette butt under my shoe and moved myself closer
to her - There's nothing to be anxious about.  Let's make it clear - you're
in the lead, if you want something, do it.  If not, then don't.  I'm not
gonna force anything, so don't be afraid.  If you want to withdraw, just
let me know.  I'm not exactly sure what made you all come to me with this
kind of thing, but I'm goddamn glad you chose me.  - I think I get it - she
grinned - You don't know?  - she seemed surprised.  - Most probably because
of some strange bet.  Am I right? - Oh, yeah, it was strange.  Let's forget
it now, OK?  Kiss me, Keep, please?  - she gave me a little girl stare. 
And then my reason shyly hid somewhere, giving place for my instincts.  She
was still a bit nervous and anxious, I could sense it in her behavior, in
her gesture.  I was about to comment on it when she removed her shirt and I
forgot it.  Once again I was confronted with her big, round, firm,
perfectly developed boobs.  And once again I was completely awestruck.  I
could only stare at those wonderful breasts totally dumbstruck.  - What's
wrong - she asked, noticing my confusion. - Oh, nothing at all - I said -
It's just that I'm amazed.  I mean, your bosom is amazing.  - You really
like them?  - she smiled and turned sideways, putting her hands under her
boobs to lift them a bit - I always thought they were way too big to be
pretty...  - I can't share your opinion, I'm afraid, for this is one of the
most beautiful pairs of boobs I've ever had the opportunity to see... -
You're so dear, Keep - she hugged me, pressing her lovely young firm tits
against me.  I got an idea.

   - Ever heard of the Spanish trick, Mel?  - I asked. - Nope - she pouted
- And what's that?  Something to do with sex maybe?  - Very much to do with
sex in fact - I explained promptly - It's all about the right size and
firmness of woman's breasts. - Don't get it - she said.  I marveled,
looking at her, standing in front of me, wearing only her jeans shorts and
nothing else.  The pale moonlight cast shadows over her young ripe body.  -
It's when a man puts his, y'know, his thing between the girl's boobs and
she helps him feel good - I stuttered. - Like, you mean, I'm supposed to
jack you off with my tits?  - she grinned.  I could only nod to tell her
how right she was.

   Not saying another word she just put her hands on her lovely, young
titties and encased my dick with her flesh.  She started to rub it up and
down.  I could feel to wonderful softness and smoothness of her skin, the
firm feeling of her maturing breasts, the warmth of her body in the cool
night air.  It was such an overwhelming feeling.

   She moved her breasts up and down my dick, pressing them against my
stiff, swollen member.  Soon I was rock hard and stiff like an iron rod.  I
didn't want to play anymore and I told her that.

   - Well, OK...  - she whispered - But there's one thing, Keep...  -
What's it?  Tell me, Mel - I knelt in front of her, having her lovely round
boobs right at my eye level.  Her nipples were erected, stiff and poking.
Some of my precum glistened on her bare, flawless skin.

   - It's just that I...  - she apparently didn't know what to say.  - Is
it your...?  - I tried asking.  She shook her head. - No, it's just that...
Do you like to do it from behind?  - she asked, looking at me - I mean, so
that you put it into girl's butt?  You know? - Oh...  - I nodded - Sure I
do!  Very much in fact!  Is it what you want to do now?  - I made sure. -
Whew...  It's good you like it.  Yes, I want to do it that way, OK?  I want
to have your thing in my poop hole. - That's gonna be a pleasure for me, my
little Mel - I assured - By the way, it's sometimes called the Greek way,
did you know? I was really happy.  I just loved sticking my one eyed snake
up some nice, tight asshole.  Allison knew it already, Velma only recently
learnt about that and now I was going to penetrate this sweet, young
13-year-old butthole of little Mel.  Was it heaven?  If not, I can't
imagine what else could.

   - So, like...  I brought this - she retrieved a small tube from her
pocket - I guess it'll make things easier, OK?

   I took the tube and examined it.  KY jelly.  Well, well... 
Professionally equipped young lady.  Who'd have expected, I thought.

   - Sure, we'll use it - I smiled.  She looked at me again and then turned
around.  I watched carefully as she slowly pulled her jeans short down, to
her ankles and then she kicked them aside.  She was wearing gray cotton
thongs, plain, with wide elastic blue waistband.  She hooked her thumbs
under the waistband of her pants and pulled them down as well.  With this
action she was now stark naked.  I stared in amazement at her lovely, round
bottom, almost drooling.

   - So, like, you can take care of me - she looked at me over her shoulder
and she knelt down.  Then she propped herself on her hands.  She was now in
the knee-chest position, her buttock high in the air and slightly parted so
that I looked directly at the darker spot in the middle of the cleavage
where her anal opening was located.  I knelt down beside her and lowered my
head and licked across her tight rosebud.

   Her body jerked when she felt it.  I licked some more, trying to press
my tongue into her elastic, tight little hole.  She moaned quietly with
pleasure.  I put some jelly on my finger and started to rub it slowly all
over her tightened opening.  She told me she liked the cool feeling of the
gel.  I massaged her rosebud, trying to push my finger inside, easing my
way for the dick that was throbbing in anticipation.  I pressed my index
finger some more and it slid halfway inside.  Mel squealed quietly when she
felt it come in.  - OK, Mel?  - I asked.  She nodded. - Keep on working -
she said and she wiggled her bottom slightly from side to side.  It didn't
take me long to work her butt a bit less tight so that I could already dive
my index finger up her anus.  I moved it in and out, in and out, stretching
her sphincter slightly to the sides, opening her more and more.  Soon I was
able to add another finger and I now fingerfucked her sweet, 13-year-old
asshole with my two fingers.  She moaned quietly, apparently liking the
sensation she received.

   - Put it in - she said, looking at me over her shoulder - I don't want
to wait anymore!  I removed my fingers from her with a quiet pop sound and
knelt beside her.  Then I ordered her to lie on her back and raise her
legs. I smeared a handful of lubricant all over my swollen, stiff member.

   - But you were supposed, you know, from the back - she opposed.  - Worry
not, my sweet.  I know what I'm doing - I answered and propped my body on
my hands, lowering myself over her.  She held her legs high up in the air,
on my both sides.  Her lovely cunny was exposed, covered with a bush of
soft, curly hair.  Slightly lower I could make out her butthole, partially
open now, stretched with my fingers that worked it up and down just a few
moments before.  It looked like a perfect, black circle on her fair
complexion.  I lowered myself some more, in fact supporting my weight on my
knees now and touched her back orifice with the head of my cock.  She felt
it and gasped.  - Be careful, please - she looked up at me.  I reached with
my hand and applied some more KY jelly on my dick.  Then I tickled her anus
with my fingers and positioned my dick at the entrance to her body.  I
lowered myself, pushing with my whole weight and my dickhead popped inside
her.  She squealed loudly and bit her lip.  Her eyes rolled.  I stopped,
waiting until she could accommodate me inside.  As soon as the tension of
her sphincter around my shaft loosened I started to drive my iron hard pole
deeper inside.  It wasn't before long that I was buried in her butt till
the base of my prick.  - How does that feel?  - I asked.  She smiled. -
It's never been so stretched.  I mean, nothing that huge was inside me
before.  Adult men apparently have much greater tools...  - she admitted,
breathing heavily.  She was aroused - I could see her girl juice dribble
from her pink snatch, flow down her crack and lubricate my dick as I was
withdrawing it.

   I withdrew almost completely and started to push back inside.  She bit
he lip, but I judged it was more of pleasure than discomfort and kept on
impaling her.  Soon I was back again inside her with my whole length.  I
started to move in and out of her, faster and faster, with longer, stronger
strokes, with more force, trying to reach deeper and deeper into her young,
fresh teenage body.

   I pumped her, faster and faster, her stretched anus making low, smacking
sounds as it devoured and released my hard, pulsating shaft.  She
responded, bucking her hicks, pressing her butt and grinding it against the
base of my cock, responding to my movements.  I kept screwing her for quite
a time.  I felt a wave of pleasure wash over her and she moaned loudly. 
Her climax subsided, but not long after another shattered her young body
and she almost wept now.  Soon I felt my own orgasm coming.

   - I'm about to finish, may I?  - I looked into her 13-year-old eyes,
wide open with excitement and pleasure.  She just blinked to let me know
it's OK.  She breathed heavily, gasping for air, embracing me tightly with
her arms.

   I made another long, deep stroke, impaling her to the limits and I
spurted.  I pumped wave after wave inside her hot, pulsating, dripping wet
rectum.  I splashed pools of my hot, sticky jism up her young body, giving
her an orgasmic, organic enema.  When the overwhelming wave of pleasure
subsided I collapsed on top of her, unable to move or to say anything.  We
were both spent and exhausted.

   Chapter Ten - Good Bye!

   The final day of the day came eventually.  I didn't think anybody was
happy.  I wasn't for sure and I don't suppose you'd be if you were in my
shoes.  In the morning, right after the breakfast, Allison called the last
special assembly.

   All the girls gathered in squads around the flagpole, forming a neat
square.  - OK, girls!  - Allison announced, looking at them -
Unfortunately, every good thing ends finally and so our camp has also
ended. There are several things I want to say now.  - First of all, I want
to thank all of you for how you behaved toward Alice.  I'm glad you made
friends with her and acted nice.  That means our Wilderness Girls ideals of
help and of friendship are alive and strong.  That gives all the staff a
big deal of satisfaction.  The girls started to stir.  It seemed Allison
was going to talk long and in fact she did.  Finally she somehow managed to
say most of what she wanted.

   - Now, the thing all of you were waiting for - she looked at the girls.
They became a bit more lively. - Nominations! - All squads!  - Velma
shouted - At attention!  - we waited until everyone was at attention.  - As
of today's order - Allison read from the order book - I hereby promote
squad leader, Kelly Marsh, to the rank of the guide!

   I noticed Kelly was more than happy to hear it.  She glanced at me with
the corner of her eye and smiled.

   - I grant Alice the rank of volunteer.  So it is done with Nina, Evelyn,
Timmy, Jane and Tori - Allison kept reading, mentioning more and more girls
given new ranks or promoted to higher ones.  I didn't really get what was
going on with the whole thing, but who cared anyway?  - As my final word, I
want to say one thing to or youngest and newest girls who became volunteers
today.  The rank you've been given is just the first step in our hierarchy.
I strongly believe you will continue to climb this path, bearing our ideals
in mind.  - Everyone, at attention!  - Velma shouted. - I declare this camp
to be ended successfully - Allison announced.  - Everyone!  Dismiss!  - it
was Velma again.  Everyone looked around.  It was time to part and we all
were a bit sad.

   - Now, girls!  You will all come back by train!  Stick to Ms.  Allison
and don't do anything stupid!  - Velma tried to get through the noise. 
Allison come to me.  - You go home?  - she asked. - Dunno...  - I said
sheepishly - Haven't planned anything - I shrugged.  - Velma will stay here
and wait for the guys from the company that owns the island.  They will
disassemble the camping site and take away the stuff. - And you? - I go
with the girls, by train. - Can you manage them all at once?  - I was
surprised. - Hope so - she winked.  Then she thought about something for a
brief moment.  - There's one more thing.  Can you do me a favor? - Anything
you wish... - OK.  One of the girls sprained her ankle yesterday... - When?
- I was surprised.  I didn't know anything about it.  - I believe you were
out of camp when it happened.  At night - she looked at me thoughtfully.  I
preferred not to get into that topic any further. - Whatever.  So, you want
me to give her a ride? - Yeah.  If you could drop her down at the Holy
Spirit Orphanage in our town?  Tomorrow morning.  That's about the time we
should be there as well.  Our train arrives at 9 o'clock in the morning. -
Sure.  No problem with that. - So, that's settled.  I'll send her to you.
Now, good bye - she said and gave me a friendly peck on the cheek - See you
tomorrow.  And take good care of her.  - So long.  And don't worry, you
know me. - Yeah, that's why I should be worried - she laughed and turned
around.  - Everyone!  - she shouted and blew her whistle - Marching column!
In squads!  Prepare to move out!

   The girls formed a column, all of them with their backpacks on their
backs.  They started to wave their hands at me and Velma, who stood near.
We waved back and the girls marched out, lead by Allison.

   - I guess we need to say our good byes - Velma said, putting her hand on
my shoulder - You go and I need to stay here some more. - I guess so - I
smiled.  I grew to like that girl very much.  Not to mention the great
moments we had together.  I couldn't get the image of her naked buttocks
out of my head.  - See you some time, then - she said and she kissed me
full on the lips.  I was mildly surprised but didn't oppose. - I'll send
you the last girl - Velma turned around, going away.  I sighed and got into
my car.  All my things were packed, scattered at the back seat.  I started
the engine and browsed through my CDs, looking for something nice to listen
to on the road.  - May I climb in?  - I heard a voice.  I knew this voice.
I knew everything about that particular girl - her hair, her face, her
slender, young body, flawless skin, round, firm butt...  - Mr.  Denver?  -
she asked when I didn't react, frozen in surprise.  - Yes?  - I blinked and
looked up.  I was right.  Chrissy was standing by the side of my 4WD brand
new Japanese carriage. - Am I supposed to drive you back to the orphanage?
- I asked and she nodded, beaming a smile at me. - Did you sprain your
ankle last night?  - I asked further.  - Did you believe that bullshit?  -
she answered with a question.  - I'm not sure...  Why should you lie? -
Will you let me in finally?  - she asked, poking her head inside through
the opened window.  - Sure - I snapped the door open.  She climbed inside
and took her place, throwing her backpack on the back seat. - Let's go!  -
she grinned.  I released the hand brake and changed the gear.  Then we
moved out, following the dirt road that led toward the strange ferry.  In
couple minutes we overtook the marching column of Wilderness Girls.  I
honked and we both waved at the girls.  They cheered and waved back at us.

   - So, what's the deal - I asked, when we were on the ferry already,
getting to the other side of the canal.  Luckily I managed to learn to
operate it during one of my escapades to the nearby town. - You need to get
me back tomorrow morning, huh?  - Chrissy glanced at me.  I nodded.  Her
green hair shone in the early midday sun, glistening with bright, emerald
starlets and highlights.  I noticed she looked really cute - wearing a
short uniform skirt, but instead of the blouse she had a thin shirt with
short sleeves, tied in a knot under her breast line.  It was a bit old,
worn out and washed so many times it became almost translucent.  I could
easily make out the darker spots of her aureoles under the thin fabrics.  -
So, that gives us almost a whole day.  And I was also included in the bet
in our squad and I just didn't have time to fulfill the dare.  So I hoped
we could, y'know, now...  - she suddenly got very ashamed, very blushed and
very quiet and turned away from me.  - Chrissy - I said, coming closer and
putting my hand on her shoulder - You just need to tell me, what do you
want.  And you need to be sure, got it?  - I looked into her eyes as she
turned to face me. - And you can just call me Keep, if you want... - Sure,
Mist...  err...  Keep!  Sure I want! - Hop in, we're across - I said.  We
drove off the ferry and climbed the dirt road toward the town.  Not long
after we speeded toward the interstate highway.  I browsed my CDs again and
retrieved one.

   - You like Ultravox?  - I asked. - And what's that?  - she pulled a face
of complete astonishment.  I burst into laughter.  - I forgot you were born
in the nineties...  Sorry, my dear.  They used to be great pop stars once.
Care to try? - Sure - she said, loading the CD into the player.  I
accelerated.  The music came from the speakers.  I recognized the first
track.  "Love's great adventure".  "Standing on my own, it didn't mean that
much to me, I thought I had it all I didn't see the mystery..."

   I glanced at the preteen on the passenger seat and she looked back at
me. Then she moved to the side and kissed me on my cheek.  We drove toward
the sun, having adventure waiting for us.

   - Just one more thing, Keep - she whispered, avoiding my look - Promise
you'll be gentle, it's gonna be my fist time...

   THE END



   June 2003 - January 2004



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   Keep Denver's Full Story List

   * denotes a story that is being worked on and was not yet released

   series/title codes

   The Adventures of Keep Denver:

   Photo Session [M_solo, f exhib] Love Boat [Mf, oral, sed, voy] Love Boat
pt.  2 [Ff, MF, Mf, anal, oral] Wilderness Girls [MF, Mf, ff+, voy,
watersports, anal, oral, period, mast, toys, enema]

   The Girls of St.  Dumas:
I: Dormitory Girls [f_solo, ff]
II: Unfortunate Misunderstanding [f_solo, MF, alcohol]
III: Farewell and Welcome [MF, ff, anal, oral]
IV: The Memories of Father Donovan [drugs, Mf, rape, f_solo] V: Alice in
Wonderland [ff+, anal, M_solo, voy, drugs] *VI: First Blood [ff+, Mf+,
first]

   One-shot stories:

   Lake District Adventures [Mf, Mg, fg, oral, anal, water sports, inc,
alcohol] The Survivors: Introduction [no-sex] *Daddy Teaching [Mg, inc,
oral, anal]


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