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Chapter 21

Does Carrie let Erica hide?

Thankfully yes

Carrie kept me still for a little longer, the voices growing closer. At this point I was able to tell there were only two people, one male and the other female. I couldn’t quite make out what they were saying, but it sounded like they might be some of the counselors.

As they approached, I realized in only a few more seconds they’d be over the hill in front of us. I shimmied in place, unsure of what to do. At what must have been the last possible moment, Carrie yanked me to the side. I almost dropped her bags, but managed to keep a grip on them. She pulled me into the tree’s, and pushed my back against a rather wide one only a few feet from the trail. She was now in front of me, hands still on my boobs.

“Yep, plenty wet down there,” she whispered, talking about my panties, which were just a little transparent in the crotch thanks to my excitement. I was about to say something back, but she put a finger to my lips, quietly shushing me.

“... we the ones that have to go find these two new campers?” the boy asked.

“Stop complaining Brent. The sooner we find them the sooner we can get back,” the girl said.

“I think they’re talking about us,” Carrie said, carefully peaking around the tree. She had the same smile that usually meant she was getting excited. “If everyone at this camp is as hot as those two, this will be even more fun than I thought.”

“I’m just saying, it’s not like we’re dealing with children here. These are supposed to be college students,” the one named Brent said. “They probably just ran off to the cabins early to do it.”

“They know us so well already,” Carrie said to me, stifling a giggle. I blushed, only now realizing that Carrie wasn’t just bringing me to the cabins to hide.

“We already checked the cabins, and nobody was there,” the girl said.

“Well, then obviously they couldn’t wait to get there, Beth,” Brent said. “Somewhere in the woods some dude is probably getting a blowjob from his girl.”

“They’re both girls, dumbass. Didn’t you listen? The campers names are Erica and Carrie,” Beth said. I was a little concerned they knew our names. We were more likely to get in trouble now.

“Even better,” Brent commented, which was followed up by what sounded like a punch and a loud “OUCH”.

“Gosh, you are such a...” Beth paused. I wished I could see them, or that Carrie would tell me if they were almost far enough away, but she had me pinned tightly against the tree.

What’s happening?

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