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Article 39 of 42

Subject:      New Story. Dreams1
From:         dickd49@aol.com (DickD49)
Date:         1997/03/03
Message-Id:   <19970303104401.FAA00459@ladder02.news.aol.com>
Newsgroups:   alt.sex.stories
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Standard Disclaimer....
Please if you are under 18 or your community standards do not allow
reading explicit sexual material.
STOP NOW..
This is not for you!!! You have been warned...

If there is any interest in going furthur than what I am posting please
let me know


CHAPTER 1

THE INVITATION

Karen was definitely part of the "In" crowd. I guess with a body and a
personality like that, she couldn't help being popular, and as a
consequence she was going out with one of the sports heroes  in our
school, you know the type- footballs quarterback high scoring basketball
player, baseball pitcher- just your all around jock; I knew him too, at
least a little, and surprisingly, he was a pretty good guy. I must admit,
though, to being a little jealous when I thought of Karen going out with
him. The way they carried on at dances and pep rallies and other public
things I saw them at, she had to be screwing his brains out.
For reasons unknown to me Karen seemed to take an interest in my social
life . She was always asking me to go with her and David, or trying to fix
me up with one of her girl friends. Believe me, I sure appreciated it, but
as I said before with the studying and the job, I didn't have a lot of
time for any outside life.
There  was, however,  one weekend that she brought me along, that I will
absolutely never forget. The store had been really slow, so the boss said
he would have to limit my time some until his regular help started taking
vacations, or somebody quit. He gave me the option of working all four
weekends of the month, or two weekends a month and some evenings. (That
was what he preferred, so that's what did) When I mentioned this to Karen,
she immediately told me that she was going to her "folk's" camp on a lake
about ten miles away for the weekend, and why didn't I come along.
She kept going on about how I could enjoy myself and relax a little bit
and see how the rest of the world lived. Who was I to dispute the logic of
that. I said sure, but I had to work Friday night, and I didn't have a
car, so I didn't know how I was going to get up there. She said she would
think of something. That should have been  a clue as to what a devious
little mind this girl had, but good old me, I just expected to get a ride
up and swim a while and then come back home.
I didn't think too much of it when Karen hunted me up that afternoon to
say that her friend Dorie was coming Saturday morning, so she would give
me a ride. I knew Dorie pretty well- we had been together in school since
kindergarten; she was a nice kid, pretty in a kind of plain kind of way. I
guess you could say she was more on the cute side than really pretty, but
we  always had fun together, and I found myself looking forward to the
ride up and spending the day with her and Karen, just relaxing and
swimming.
Saturday morning came, and Dorie came to get me at about 10. I guess I had
forgotten how great a figure she had, because as I got in her car, I
noticed she had a pair of cut off jeans and a halter top on, and while she
didn't have big tits, they were nice and firm. It was also very obvious
she wasn't wearing a bra, because her nipples were hard from rubbing
against the material of her top, and they were sticking out like pencil
erasers. Below those cutoff jeans was another treat: perfectly shaped
golden brown legs.
On the ride to the lake, Dorie told me that they were all staying at the
camp for the weekend. It seemed that Karen's folks had gone to visit one
of their relatives, and Karen made up some story about being behind in her
school work, so she wanted to go to the camp to be by herself and try to
catch up. I guess it took a lot of convincing but her folks finally said
all right. Of course they put the usual rules down: nobody was to be there
except her, and she was to make sure the place was clean when she left,
you know; all the usual parent concerns. As I found out later they had
every reason for concern.
When we got to the camp, I saw that Dave's car was already there, along
with a couple of others that I didn't recognize. Dorie had told me on the
way up that Karen and Dave had some friends from another school, friends
they ask along on a lot of these weekends. She said something like,  "The
fewer people in our own school that know about them, the less chance of
our folks finding out." Makes perfect sense to me I thought, but I was
beginning to wonder why all the concern about someone finding out about a
swimming party in the afternoon.
We started to unload the stuff we had brought with us, and as we did I
looked around, realizing the camp was pretty secluded. In addition to the
fact that it was only May, and the seasonal camps weren't open yet. We
would be pretty much by ourselves- at least it looked that way.
While we were walking down the path to get to the camp, we could hear
people talking and laughing, and Dorie turned around sighed.
 "Looks like they got an early start!  I hope they haven't gotten too far
ahead!"

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