Summer

She remembered that she had dreaded the thought of school the next day. Kurt was noticeably absent, in fact, she never saw him again. She expected the incident to be the talk of the school but after the brutal way she had attacked no one had nerve enough to say anything about it to her. Privately most of the people who heard about it thought that he had gotten just exactly what he had coming.
She had avoided almost everyone for the remaining part of the semester except her teammates. She played the last few games with a ferocity that awed the girls she played with and devastated their opponents.
At last it was graduation. She had won the coveted Basketball scholarship to State and had learned that she had also landed a summer job as a councilor at a girls camp.
Summer had passed too quickly. She had worked mostly as a sports director and had taught the girls basketball and swimming. Between hours on the court, in the pool, running laps, and listening to the troubles of the young girl, most nights she fell into bed to a dreamless sleep. There were nights however, when she would dream and feel Kurt’s lips on her breasts, his tongue on her clit, the head of his cock about to split her open and enter her pussy. On these nights she would wake up drenched with sweat and her pussy dripping. She would ease out of her cot very quietly as to not wake the girls around her, then into the latrine where she would begin pinching her nipples and rubbing them, then slowly start stroking her clit till a blinding, shuddering climax came. Then, it was slip back into bed till morning.
Suddenly, they were closing the camp, and it was time to go home, then it was time to start college.