It's my way of getting back at them for sending me to that camp.Do I sound bitter? Not at all. Nope. I'm just having some fun with it.Oh, the camp? Ye...h. That's what you asked about, isn't it, O?I'll smut it up if you want. Let me know. Then you can blast it out to the smutverse if you want. I think your friends would like it. The sweet part of the deal is that no one will take it seriously.Mom is fucking retarded. She thinks she can still get me excited with wedding magazines and romance. Ayisha stood on the other side and froze. Finally, as she heard Ali’s footsteps recede, Ayisha immediately unlocked the door and took three steps back into the corridor. The receding footsteps stopped. Ayisha looked the other way, as the door knob turned, and Ali walked in and saw her in all her glory, her inviting outfit signaling her consent. His penis twitched, and his hard-on grew as he inspected Ayisha from head to toe. Ali walked up to Ayisha and placed his index finger between her collar. Always her favorite sport. Had been ever since high school. She strove to recall the name of her first guy, the one she had slipped under the bleachers with that cool October night. She moaned slightly as her hand speed increased. The cloth was slick and at the same time delightfully scratchy along her pussy. Scott, that was it. Poor Scott. He had barely got in in her before he came. He had been so embarrassed. Three years later she had looked him up. Sneaking into the stadium, they had. Emily laughs and says she doesn’t know if John or Gabby would go along with it. Anna looks at her girlfriend with mischievous dancing eyes like she’s a naïve silly fool. “Go along? Haha they’ll love it. We just need to give them the opportunity. It’s like that movie my dad likes to watch, ”Dangerous Liaisons” you just need to corrupt a little innocence and then they’ll go wild on their own.” Anna giggles and kisses Emily softly. “You give them the encouragement and hell they’ll be teaching us.