In fact, Friday's big rumor was that Missy was no longer head cheerleader. In fact, the rumors said she was no longer a cheerleader at all. I knew how...hurt Missy would be if it was true, so for the first time in my life, I felt that I had to find out if a school rumor was true. Missy wasn't talking to anyone, however, and after her confrontation with Lisa and Candy, seemed to disappear.Monday rolled around. The bruises faded away over the weekend, and my knee was back to its normal shape. Life. This happened the six days of every camp week with the exception of Wednesday. The camp week was from Saturday noon to the next Saturday at noon. On Wednesday evenings both camps had family visitation and a barbecue. We usually roasted a whole pig over coals all day long. It was a real thrill for the campers to walk by it every chance that they could. The girl’s camp usually just had barbecued chicken. Anyway on Wednesday we were confined to camp. The Order of the Arrow put on its induction. Sipping her drink and casually watching the screen, she barely noticed when a man tapped her on the arm and asked her if anyone was using the empty seat next to her. Shaking her head no, she said, “Go ahead and sit down, no one’s using it.” Looking back at the game, she didn’t pay much attention when the man sat down and ordered his drink. It was only when he asked her, “Who’s winning,” that she paid him any notice. “Uh, UofL I think,” she answered, turning her head to look at him, “I’m really. Sitting on the bed Mike reached in the drawer of the bed side table, and pulled out a tube. Looking up Mike said, hurry up and get undressed. Embarrassed I pulled my shirt off and stepped out of my pants. Patting his thigh he said, come up here. Climbing on the bed he turned me around and laid me back against him. Opening the tube, he squeezed out some gel. Wrapping an arm around me he said, you're going to like this, and held my dick. Go ahead and look at the pictures, he said. Make kneaded my.