Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

As they finished lunch, first Jason and Dayanne then shortly after Fred and Quinn seemed to sneak off in their own directions. This left only Micheal and Marley left with Hank and Mia and Micheal didn't look like he'd be much help with the task of removing the branch from the roof of the girl's cabin. Hey Mike... Hank started to ask but Micheal cut him off. It's not 'Mike' it's Micheal. Micheal corrected. Ok, Micheal do you think you could give me a hand with that branch? I can't do most the work but I'm gonna need somebody on the ground to hold rope. Hank asked, only mildly put off by the young man's correction. I suppose so, but I was gonna take a walk around the lake with Marley, see what sorts of birds we could see. Micheal answered. Well we're gonna be here all summer so I think you two little love birds will have plenty of time later. Marlene can help Mia with the luggage, if you girls would like to get everyone's bags into the the boy's cabin, I would really appreciate it. Mia if you wanna take our bags into the main counselor's lodge that would be great. I'm pretty sure there are several bedrooms in there. Hank asked politely, though in the back of his mind he'd secretly wished that one of those rooms had been messed up as well, that way Mia and he could maybe get a little closer. Out at the archery range Jason walked side by side with Day. He got brave on the walk over and put his arm around her waist as they walked and even dropped his hand low enough to feel the top of her ass through those tight black jeans. The range was completely overgrown with grass standing at about their mid thighs. Off in the distance they could see large ancient round bales of hay which at one time were probably used as targets. The small shed at the entry of the course was still standing and when they opened the door they saw an assortment of twenty or so bows as well as several quivers of arrows. Fucking cool shit! Jason said as he pulled out the half of joint behind his ear and sparked it up. Hey you wanna shotgun? He asked and although the question was loaded he supposed it wasn't too awkward. A shotgun was when you took a big hit off the joint and blew the smoke down someone else's throat, but the real purpose was to get her to make out. If she agreed he planned on getting his tongue in her mouth and probably a hand up her shirt. Those giant boobs were irresistible to him and all he'd thought about since he'd gotten a peek. Maybe after they got stoned and felt each other a bit they'd shoot the bows or even better just get naked and fuck. Freddy walked down to the beach, they hadn't stopped for bathing suits so his plan was to get Quinn to skinnydip. He stripped off his shorts and tank top and stood in the midday sun with his hands on his hips. Last one in has to blow the other! He shouted and went running for the water, jumping up and grabbing a knee he came down with an impressive splash. HOLY SHIT IT'S FREEZING COLD! he hollared as he came up for air. This was also a scam, the water was warm and incredibly clear and he had to make some excuse for his small dick. From the water he watched as Quinn stripped down, her body was flawless, nice small perky tits and a perfect white girl ass. Freddy could already feel his dick starting to swell at the sight of her, which made it look atleast a little bigger.