” Jessica looked at me, and I guess I must have looked pretty bad, cause she had worried look on her face, “Stace we need to get you sat down, an... have the field nurse look at you, can you make it to the bleachers?” “I think so, if you will first help me to toilet, I think I am going to be sick.” Later on I was sitting on the bench watching the girls have fun cheering. They would all come by and check on me, and see how I was doing. I looked for Sammy hoping to have him come and hug me. " she groaned in despair. She had come to the boys' camp to avoid having to have sex with rough boys like Jason...this wasn't fair!A shadow fell over the two of them and then the head of Rodney’s cock bounced up and off of one of her butt cheeks. Then he collapsed to the side, crying out in pain and holding his crotch, moaning."Rodney, you shore are some kinda stupid!" It was George, the leader of the boys tribe, standing over the groaning would-be-rapist. "I tol' you yesterday that she has our. In my young innocence, I even remember my mother telling me off for staring at them! In response, the women would often give me a little smile or polite laugh as they stripped nude to head for a shower or dry off. There would be girls of about my age too, but it was the grown-up women I was most interested in watching. I would see their naked bums as they toweled themselves dry, then turn around with their breasts and (being the 80s) full bushes of pubic hair between their legs visible to me.. ‘Say something dirty,’ he whispered, as he slid a handful behind my ear. I could do nothing much moan light fully. With his hand still firmly between my legs he turned twisted, turning me onto my side – my back to his chest. Lifting my leg up and placing my foot onto his thigh he moved his fingers deeper into me. In the thralls of the moment I reached back my arms, one steadily popping open my bra while the other hooked around his neck once more, pulling his head into my neck. His left hand.