Confessions of a Small Town Girl 7 - Sex Stories

Confessions of a Small Town Girl 7

The next few months followed as normal. There were many events in my junior year in high school that I enjoyed. Homecoming, Christmas Break and Spring Break came and went without any new adventures. Ben and I attended our first prom. It was a magnificent night that ended just like every other night we were together. Lauren and Jake were still going strong and as for my little group of friends, we were living the life. One thing that did happen during summer break was that I was invited to be a counselor at a camp that I had attended since I was a kid. I am not sure if I have mentioned this camp before, but it is on the Georgia and Florida border. It was a church campus, but a friend of my dad’s used it for a clinic for girls who wanted to improve their softball techniques. As campers, we would arrive on Friday morning and stay until Sunday afternoon. Friday and Saturday would be work, but Sunday was family day and the camp concluded with a softball game between two teams made up from the campers. I considered it an honor to be chosen as a counselor because it meant some time away from home. Plus, it would be a great entry on my college application, so I jumped at the opportunity. As a counselor, I had to be at the camp on Thursday to prepare for the campers. Upon arriving, I was joined by five other counselors. We were divided into two groups of three. Each group would work with one team during the weekend. Since I was new, I was placed with two returning girls. The first ...

... one was Allison. Allison was a senior in college and a know-it-all. This was her sixth year at the camp and she acted like she owned it. She had a pretty face, and she was big-boned. She had been my counselor a couple of times when I attended so she really didn’t respect me and treated me like a kid. The other girl’s name was Norma and it was her second year as a counselor. To me, Norma was the sexiest girl I had ever seen. She was of Hispanic decent, and her mocha skin and dark hair made it hard for me to keep my eyes off of her. Shortly after we arrived and were separated into groups, we went to work. We had to place the bases, chalk the infield lines and set out all the equipment. The humid weather had us sweating before lunch. Norma and I worked like dogs as Allison barked orders at us and scolded us for not doing things her way. Honestly if it had not been for Norma, I would probably not have stayed because Allison was really getting on my nerves. Norma and I kept ourselves entertained by making comments and making fun of her. It wasn’t very ladylike but it was the only thing kept us from knocking her head over the fence with one of the bats we were carrying. We finished up the preparations a little after 3:00 pm. Mr. Donaldson, the sponsor of the camp, gave us time to shower and was to take us to get some dinner. Norma, Allison and I walked into our cabin, tired, sweaty and smelling ripe. The cabin was an open room with the walls lined with bunk beds. In the middle of the ...