LINTY GOES TO SUMMER CAMP 9

Story by misfit446

Another chap. Please reread chap 8 to catch up. I know it's been a while. Have just a few more but plan to make it exciting. Hope you enjoy.

LINTY GOES TO SUMMER CAMP 9

Linty was apprehensive all through breakfast on this Tuesday morning. Bobbie had let them know that rock climbing was on for today. Although Linty had never rock climbed before, she knew about it. They would have to wear harnesses. And those harnesses would be tight. VERY TIGHT about her crotch.

Even with her large shorts, those damned straps would easily outline her secret equipment. Then everyone would know about her and her best friend. Sending an eye about the large dining hall, she nudged Carey softly.

“Huh?”

“We’re fucked.”

“What are you talkin’ about?”

“Rock climbing,” Linty growled softly.

Carey shrugged. “So?”

“So when we do it, our junk will show. You want everyone to know? Like Bobbie? She’d kill our asses for not telling her and ride us hard for being different.”

“Hey, you hit her with your dick yesterday.”

“But she didn’t SEE it. That’s the difference. For all she knows I slapped the sass out of her with my hand.”

“Ooohhh,” Carey cooed out, getting it. “Well, what can we do?”

“I got nothin’. You?”

Carey giggled.

“This isn’t fucking funny Carey,” Linty hissed out. Her head spun about the room, then ducked close to her friend. “Hey, let’s fake being sick or sumpthin’.”

“Er, okay. How?”

Linty shrugged. “How the hell should I know? I mean, be sick. Moan and stuff.”

Carey turned toward the kitchen, catching the head counselor Liz dumping her plates and food in the containers. “Hey, got an idea. Wait here.”

Carey got up and trotted down the row of tables, then slowed, clutching her stomach. “Um Liz?”

The beautiful redhead with the bodacious tats rounding out her camp t shirt so nicely turned. “Yes?”

“Er, Linty and me aren’t feelin’ too well.”

Concern crossed the babe’s face. “What’s wrong?”

Carey shrugged, grasping her tummy. “Could be Montezuma’s revenge?”

“Food poisoning?! Oh gosh.” She rushed to Carey, palming her forehead. “Hmm, you feel okay.”

“I-it’s down here. Same with Linty.”

“Oh, okay. You two get to your cabin. I’ll let Maria know.”

“Thanks Liz,” Carey groaned, bending over slightly and working her way back to Linty.

“What happened?”

“Guess she believed me. We have to go to our cabin.”

“Fuckin’ A! You did it. Let’s bail!”

The two girls got up and leaving their finished dishes on their trays, slowly walked out, holding their stomachs. Once outside, they jumped and hugged each other, dashing toward their cabin.

“So what d’you wanna do all day?”

“Who cares? I mean, we won’t be showing our stuff. That’s all I care about. If we stay in all day it wouldn’t matter now,” a relieved Linty gushed as they entered their place.

Carey happened to look out the window. “Oh shit. Here comes Ms. Hanlon and Liz.”

“Crap!” Both girls jumped and climbed into their respective bunks. The door opened. “So you two are sick?”

“Um yeah. I feel pretty bad right now,” Linty groaned out.

“Me too,” Carey said meekly.

“You think we should call the doctor?” Ms. Hanlon asked Liz.

“Carey didn’t have a fever. And since I’m off today, I can stay with them for awhile.”

“Oh dear, I wouldn’t want you to spend your only day off babysitting.”

Linty gritted her teeth at that. She wasn’t a baby. Hell, she could MAKE fucking babies. Almost. But she gave out a heavy sigh as she rubbed her flat tummy.

“It’s okay. Once they’re asleep I’ll sneak out and do what I usually do on my day off.”

“Are you going to try and run ten miles in this heat?” Maria asked surprised.

“I’ve got to keep in shape.”

“Well honey, you be careful. Let me know how they make out. If they aren’t better by dinner I’ll call the doctor.”

“Okay Maria. I’ll let you know.” Maria nodded and strode out, closing the cabin door softly.

The march of girls snaked down the trail toward the cliffs of the abandoned quarry two miles from the camp. A six foot chain link fence surrounded it. Todd unlocked the gate and soon all the girls marched in.

“You Blue team will get two points because Linty and Carey are sick,” Thad announced. The other teams grumbled about the instant advantage.

“Those fucking pussies. They won’t help win,” Bobbie growled lowly toward Skye. Skye nodded, then shrugged as she followed the rest of the girls.

Becka announced the rules. Teams climbing together first, then their best climber against the other teams best to the top. Then after that, free climbing.

“Well, we got two points for those asswipes anyway,” Bobbie said, slamming a fist into her other palm. “Come on, let’s win this on our own.”

At the cabin, Liz wetted two wash clothes and laid each on the two girl’s foreheads. “Now you two just lie still and try to sleep.”

“Thanks Liz,” Carey said, eyeing the girl wi

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