”The theatre was a majestic old downtown vaudeville house from the 1920s that, like most others, had fallen on hard times. It was hanging on by its ...ingernails by riding the short-lived phenomena of when porn went quasi-mainstream.The girls got ready. They were both wearing Daisy Dukes. Tricia wore a tight white ringer T-shirt. Kelly wore her close to obscene white tube top. You could make out both of their areolae through the fabric. Their nipples were hard with anticipation. Tricia thought. At one point I decided to climb the right bank, and then I would cross a field to get to the house of my best friend, Jimmy Boyles. I had hoped to get Jimmy to come out and build a fort. I had spotted a place where some fallen logs had look promising. He and I were always doing things like that; we were buddies ever since we had met. On Halloween that year we had covered the town like pirates sacking a city. The candy had lasted all the way to Christmas.I began my ascent, a simple scramble up. Hopefully they would like the new area since it had a lot of deep water plants they could feed on. I was with my mother when the kids arrived and climbed out of the transport with cases and bags.They were wide eyed and looked around as if they had never been in the forest before. There were twelve girls and ten boys and I led them to the line of four white canvas tents. They were all on a wood platform a meter off the ground and each looked like a cabin with its own heater. Mom split the girls. However, I don't think the school district is to blame for this."The lawyer was smiling again. He reminded me vaguely of a shark."Great. We just need you to sign some documents to that effect and you can get back to class."I shook my head at him, "My lawyer will have to review these. For one thing, I am a minor. I can't sign any legal documents. For another, while I don't plan on suing the school, I don't usually sign things blindly. Please contact my attorney. He will get it cleared up."The.