Chapters tagged margaret booth

by ThomasMoro

Chapter 10

One moment, Brooke was fast asleep in the back of the Winnebago that was taking her to her new job as camp counselor at Camp Morningwood. The next, she was being shaken awake by someone. Brooke opened her eyes and saw that it was Montana who had awakened her. "Look lively, Majo...

by ThomasMoro

Chapter 11

Next thing, Brooke Thompson knew, she was being escorted to a building on the outskirts of Camp Morningwood that seemed to be reserved exclusively for showers. There seemed to be no place inside for dressing or undressing. Instead, Brooke's boss Margaret Booth simply turned on a...

by ThomasMoro

Chapter 12

As Brooke Thompson stood naked and wet beneath a torrent of water flowing from a shower head, her newest employer Margaret Booth was scrubbing her with a soap-filled washcloth, taking care to scrub every embarrassing nook and cranny of Brooke's bare naked body. Margaret was just...

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Chapter 15

Halfway to the breakfast area, Brooke had a weird feeling of deja vu. Almost as if she was reliving a real-life version of the ENF dream she had had the night before. But that couldn't be true. She had a dress on now, right? She had put it on in front of Nurse Rita herself and i...

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Chapter 16

One moment, Brooke Thompson was wearing half a dress. The next, she was wearing nothing at all. She hurriedly tried to cover her breasts and her privates with her hands but it seemed obvious from the expression on Montana's face that she was not doing a very good job of it. All...

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Chapter 27

"Oh, my God!" cried Brooke as the Night Stripper approached the dining room table. "It's him. The guy I told you all about." Brooke was so excited that she neglected to cover herself, essentially baring her breasts and pubes to the entire dining room. Then again, the other women...

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Chapter 28

You gotta be kidding me, thought Roxanne, as she watched Margaret Booth aim what had to be the largest handgun that Roxanne had ever seen in Roxanne's direction and then command her to strip. Surely this must be a joke, right? However, the mad glint in Margaret's eyes showed tha...

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Chapter 31

Meanwhile, Margaret Booth was staring at the raven-haired driver of the car who had just interrupted her interrogation of Roxanne, the young redheaded camp counselor who had claimed to have seen Richard Ramirez the Night Stripper. "You have a heck of a nerve showing up here at t...

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Chapter 33

Brooke just stared at the handcuffs Montana had just tossed on the dining table and said, "You gotta be kidding me." "Oh, shut up with the witty dialogue already and just put them on, Brooke," said Montana, still aiming her gun at Brooke. "So I'm still Brooke after all this tim...

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Chapter 34

"Give up, Major Hottie," said Montana as she held Brooke in a hold. "You're surrounded and right now I'm the best friend you've got." "Geez," said Brooke. "With friends like you, I don't really need enemies." "You might as well surrender, Brooke," said Montana. "There's n...

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Chapter 35

"Oh my God!" cried Nurse Rita. "Margaret Booth is dead!" "No, I'm not," said Margaret. "I just fell down for a moment. Apparently something bumped into me." Then Margaret turned to look behind her and said, "Okay, that's what bumped into me. That Spanish guy." "Oh my God!" cri...

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Chapter 36

"Really?" cried Brooke as she paused in front of a naked Montana to look back at an irate Margaret Booth. "Really? Really?" "Yes, really," said Margaret Booth as she continued to hold a gun to Brooke's head. "Why can't a troublemaker like you understand that?" "A troublemaker l...

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Chapter 37

"Oh my God!" cried a naked Montana. "You just killed my boyfriend." "Don't be ridiculous, Montana," said Margaret. "He was already dead. I just re-killed him." "Still..." said Montana. "You didn't have to kill him." "What difference does it make?" asked Margaret. "He deserved...

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Chapter 39

"Wait a minute!" cried Margaret. "I'm going to have to spend the rest of eternity getting my clothes ripped off by these two?" "Hey, what do you mean, 'these two'?" asked Mr. Jingles. "I didn't ask you to shoot me." "Come to think of it, I didn't ask you to shoot me, either," s...