Liz is pretty sure it was April’s date for the Sadie Hawkins Day dance. But forget April Nash.”“How are things with Angie?”“Status quo,” I...said. “And at this point, I’m simply assuming she’ll never be more than a friend.”“Isn’t that what we did?”“Yes, but this is different because she knows exactly how I feel. I never let on to you how I felt until graduation.”“You’ve been seeing your girl from the new church every week, right?”“Yes, and Melody and I are dating, too.”“What about Tasha?”“She’s. ’ ‘I wasn’t trying to emph–I wasn’t trying to do that,’ Stephanie said defensively, tugging the hem of her dress down again. The bottom edge shot right back to where it had been, her bottom jiggling entrancingly for a second. Yeah, not bad at all, Kelly thought, feeling warm. Usually it took some drinking before she would check out another chick, but something about the plush derriere on this sweet little thing in front of her was making her want to just grab it. The urge to squeeze that ample. The girls had theirs "tattooed" under their left nipple, the guys just above their penis. It was only marker and the numbers didn't last the whole week. If a girl managed to get herself fondled and suckled enough the number might be gone by the end of the first day. But by then her number was probably tattooed into everyone's brain. Since a VD physical was required before arrival, rubbers were not needed. The women were all using birth control. For this game only the girls' numbers. From the stories his aunt and uncle told about their trip he guessed that they shared more than camp chores. He felt sure they had only used one sleeping bag although they never said so directly. Still, some of the tales they told him made it pretty clear that it wasn't a platonic relationship. After the trip they had gotten married and, from what he could see, were still as interested in each other - both romantically and physically - as they must have been at eighteen.They told him other.