I pushed him gently back and got him back on top of me and he started with the kissing again, he was so into it I let him do it quite a but and I like... it too. This time I held his head in my elbow and pulled him close to my face but then I let him lay on me as I kneaded and slapped his ass...HARD! He didn't pull away or block my hand but pressed harder against me. I said "if we had more time I would get you over my knees and really spank you!". He said quickly "maybe next time we will have. I guess the owners thought that there should be at least a year's age gap between helpers and campers, so there were no 15 year olds. Except for the owner's son.He was there the summer I arrived, having turned 15 the previous winter, and was employed as a groundskeeper. He lasted until early August my first summer, when he was found out on the little hillock with a very cute 14-year old blond with her pants down. His, too. She had (from what the camp grapevine told, because I was off on a trail. It doesn't seem like there's any loss of feeling. Lynn sighed. Lynn turned to look behind herself but then stopped. Instead, she pulled her feet up to her bed to stare at them. The fur of her thigh slid across her breasts and she shivered from it. Her feet were stretched out. But, more noticeably, her toes were longer and covered with the thick gray toenail like growth she'd noticed briefly yesterday. Lynn held her right foot, turning it over. The bottom of her foot was tough and the toenails. " she started to laugh again. This almost hurt me more than a scolding would have done and I ran into my room and slammed the door after me and threw myself on the bed with my face in the buried in the pillow.After a while I heard a timid knock on the door."I'm sorry honey. I know I shouldn't laugh at you. But... never mind. I should be mad at you. But I'm not. You know that what you did was wrong."She sat down on the bed beside me and stroked my hair."Do you know why it was wrong?" she asked.