This is a story of what happened last summer at the summer camp I go to for church. Its name is St. Christian's Summer Camp, and I go every year for one week out of the summer. It's pretty fun, I have a lot of friends there and it is a week away from work or my parents. This last time I went, I had just turned 18 and was happy about that. But of course, I was a little short on "getting any" (you should know by now that this is a very big problem with me...) I showed up energetic and the first day was as usual. People hugging everywhere and blah, blah, blah. I should have been concentrating more on my buddies, Mike and Joe, whom I hadn't seen in a year, but I was so damned horny that all the girls there were catching my attention. Damn they mostly all looked really good. Oh well, not much I could do about it, this is a CHURCH summer camp. Its supposed o be innocent and all.
That night at about 1:30 AM I lay awake in my bunk really, really needing a cigarette. Thank God I remembered to grab a carton on my way out of town. I grabbed a couple of cigarettes, only 2 so if I happened to get caught they would only take these two, and not a whole pack. I strolled out to the bathhouse, went inside to take a piss and went out the front of it to the bathhouse porch. I sat down in a plastic lawn chair, put a cigarette in my mouth, and lit it. I could literally feel the nicotine coursing through my veins. When that cigarette was about half done, I heard someone walking up to me. I kind of tossed the cigarette into a bush and acted like I was meditating. A soft sexy female voice cooed: "now why the fuck did you do THAT?"
"Huh, what?" I replied, trying to act like I had no idea what she was talking about.
"You threw the cigarette out!"
"I don't smoke."
"I'm not a counselor so chill out. It's me, Natalie."
"Oh, hey Nat. How's it going? Do you smoke?" I asked, getting up to retrieve my smoke before it went out.
"Yeah, that's what I came out here to do. I could see you from my cabin. You're so obvious. Don't worry, the counselors didn't see."
"Well that's good," I mumbled, trying to re-light my cigarette. "I got one more out here so when we're done with this one we can share the other one."
"Cool."
That conversation with Natalie lasted all night. I ended up going back to the cabin twice for more cigarettes. We were both using the excuse of wanting to smoke so we could be together outside. At least I know I was. We talked about EVERYTHING. Old relationships, parties, music, drugs. And finally, at about 4:30, sex.
"Well I like sex. It's fun, but I am not too lucky with the ladies-I guess all the girls in Oklahoma don't know the value of a good fuck," I slowly said, drawing from my cigarette afterwards.
"I like sex. It's fun. Matter of fact, It has been a while. Sex is realβnice. Especially with the right person..." She leaned closer and closer to me, about ready to kiss me, then-
"HEY WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?" Cameron the counselor screamed. "Give me that!!" he said, referring to the cigarette in my hand. He snatched it away and put it in his mouth. "Now both of you get the fuck to bed, now!" he grumbled smoking MY cigarette.
"Goodnight Nat, I really can't wait to see you tomorrow."