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A Week at Camp Browning

Chapter One

    Camp Anita Browning for girls was located in the Appalachian
Mountains of Tennessee and had been a thriving summer resort for more
than thirty years. Dedicated to awakening the female passions of their
young visitors and exposing them to the more esoteric of pleasures.

       And so it was that shy, fourteen-year-old, red haired Lisa Thomas
found herself stepping off the bus at the rustic entrance of the
retreat. She hoisted her backpack onto her shoulders and raised her
large green eyes to the brown wooden sign that read ‘Camp Anita
Browning For Girls’. She wondered to herself who Anita Browning was.

       “Ok, girls! Gather round!”

       Lisa’s thoughts were interrupted by the voice of a small and
slightly plump older woman. She estimated her age to be around forty
and was immediately drawn to her warm smile and bright personality.
Only her bright blue eyes seemed to outshine her golden hair.

       “My name is Miranda Clark,” The woman began, her voice light and
jubilant. “I am the Administrator of Camp Browning and I wish to
welcome all of you with open arms. I know your going to enjoy your stay
here and that you will all take some very wonderful memories home with
you when you leave.”

       Lisa wondered how she was going to make it through and entire
week with a bunch of strangers. Her gentle spirit and quiet manner
often kept the teenager aloof from her fellow classmates. In fact she
had only one real friend and that was her mother. The two of them had
become very close after her father’s death and Lisa trusted no other
person with her thoughts and dreams.

       “We’ll now proceed to the outdoor amphitheater so you can all
meet your counselors.” Miranda shouted. “Follow me, girls!”

       With that Miranda turned and began to walk briskly up the dirt
trail. Fifteen young, teenage girls followed closely behind the woman,
chattering and giggling all the way. Lisa fell into line but remained
silent throughout their short hike through the tall Carolina Pines. As
they walked, the young teenager began to make out several female voices
excitedly shouting, “Here they come! Here they come!”

       The voices grew louder as they approached and soon Lisa could see
the central camp with its rustic buildings and small gathering area in
front. Several older girls had already gathered together near the
wooden benches and more were joining them. Lisa counted fourteen in
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