Camp

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This morning was the best morning I have ever had. This might be the best day of my life, and it’s only noon! Ok, here’s how it started:
This morning after breakfast, we got split into assignment groups, and each cabin got paired with a girl’s cabin. The girls in my cabin are really hot, except for one. She isn’t ugly; she’s just a little fat. Actually, if she lost weight, she would be really hot. Anyway, we all got paired up with a partner from our sister cabins, as they called them, and I got this girl that was ridiculously hot. Her name is Kate, and she has this awesome body with the hottest tits I have ever seen. She has shoulder length blond hair and hazel eyes. I really couldn’t describe how hot she is. But now I can. Because that was out first morning activity. We went to the ‘Special Activities Lounge’ and we each got out own small room to share with out partner. Our counselor told us what we had to do: we had to take turns describing each other’s faces, sparing no detail or description, and giving opinions whenever we wanted or could. Wow, I just thought about how awkward it was going to be. But I did it. I just started out really basic, saying things like “Um… you have… umm… blond hair…” But when she would blush when I said things to her that were nice, I started to get a little cockier. She was obviously just as embarrassed as I was. I didn’t understand the point to his exercise, but I didn’t really mind. It gave the chance to stare at her. I started to get bold just as I was finishing, and I told her “And lastly, you have plump, juicy perfectly shaped lips that I’m sure are just as soft as they look.” She blushed, but looked pleased. Then it was her turn. It was strange to hear about myself so deeply from a girl’s perspective. She told me that I had nice cheekbones, (which was strange, because now that I think about it, that’s what I liked about Ashley. I hadn’t thought of her all morning) and a ‘cute’ nose. Obviously she told me about my brown hair, and she said it looked like warm melted chocolate, and we both laughed. She told me about my dark blue eyes (“like little bits of marble”) and that I had nice skin. All together, but the shy smile on her face, I was thinking she was a little into me. Maybe I was just hoping though, because I could feel I was defiantly a little into her. Just thinking about Kate now makes me horny. Or maybe hungry. I’m starving. I have lunch now, then afternoon activities. I hope they are as interesting as the first.