As my best friend—and her friend—I’m begging you…don’t tell anyone else…please?’ ‘No. I won’t tell anyone else, telling you was a sh...tty thing to do to her…I owed her better than that.’ ‘It’s another slow dance, why don’t you go tell her…tell her you’re sorry? You don’t have to, I…’ ‘Yeah, I do. I do.’ Bill said as he moved his way across the dance floor making a beeline for Jeananne, much to her consternation. ‘May I have this dance, Jeananne?’ ‘Bill, I don’t think I…’ ‘Please Jeananne—please?. “It’s supposed to hurt,” he said deadpan and continued with the punishment. I could hear people around us and I can tell they were watching. “How was I going to explain this?” I thought. I turned and looked up at him with tears in my eyes. “I’m sorry, Liu, I really am. I learned my lesson,” I cried. “No you haven’t,” he quipped and continued. The burning, pinching and stinging pain on my behind made me wished I had listened to him, but it was too late now. He was proving a point and I was. I think we're going to be all right."Back at the dorm, we headed upstairs. There was a crowd of guys hanging out on the steps, and we talked to them as we went in. Several wanted to know if we wanted company, and we just let it go by. Up in the room, we suddenly realized the only lights were the ones on the ceiling. "Better put some lamps on the Salvation Army list," Anne said and made a note in a little book. "I guess I can cross off the wastebasket I was going to get." Unless we want another. They are all on a large table.There is nothing out of the ordinary, a change of clothes, extra panties and bras, etc. I don't have to worry about bras. All girls have to help carry food or cooking utensils. These will be given to us as we leave the camp that morning. The PA announces that a bus will be going to the local town tomorrow afternoon and all who wish to go are required to sign up. Fortunately, I am next to the desk with that list. I sign for Aliyah and myself. I'll get some.