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A Lover Called Lance

Age when it happend: 14
Where it happened: Camp Cabin
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 10
Category: Straight

It was my second year at a religious camp. I met a boy, a counselor by the name of Lance. We talked a lot and star gazed now and then for the fun of it, but we were both too “moral” for our own good.
One night, Saturday around midnight, when we were laying side by side under the stars, I asked him the question that had been preying on my mind since I’d met him…three days before. “Lance, what’s it like to fall in love?”
He considered a minute, then rolled over on me. he kissed me, deeply and searching, then whispered “You tell me.” His hands opened my pants, and we made love, right in the middle of the field.
Later, he was confessing this sin in the chapel at camp, and was overheard. He lost his job for making love to a minor (read: I was 14 he was 18). So what. he followed me home after camp and he still shows up exactly once a week, Saturdays at midnight, with a red rose and a kiss for me at the front door of my house. He lives 1 1/2 hrs away, but drives it once a week. My parents still don’t know, but I will always love Lance.

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