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Author: To Be Owned tobouned@yahoo.com
Title: Only Girl at Camp
Part: 1
Summary: Stephanie spends two weeks in a Cub Scout summer camp and
discovers it's not as bad as she thinks being the only girl with one
hundred boys.
Keywords: f/b+ voy exhib slow
Language: English


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Chapter 1
The Arrival
	"Wake up Steph, were here."  It was her father's voice that
woke her, that and the car coming to a stop.  The first thing that hit
her was the heat of the summer air.  Even with the air conditioning
going in the mini van she had sweat rolling off her skin.  She
remembered falling asleep due to the heat and now she was waking to
the heat again.
	Slowly she opened her eyes to look around.  She could see that
they had come to a small gravel parking area in the woods.  Just to
her right she could see one building painted barn red.  Beyond that in
the distance a lake shimmered in the afternoon sun.  Dozens of other
cars were parked there all of which were surrounded by young boys.
They were her brother's age, which would make them all ten to twelve
years old.    
	Stephanie was at a Cub Scout summer camp.  She was there even
though she didn't really want to be.  She didn't have a choice.  Her
father was the leader of her little brother's pack and him being a
single parent didn't have anyone for her to stay home with.  She had
tried to argue that she was old enough to stay by herself, however Dad
had insisted that fourteen was much to young to spend two weeks alone.
	Two weeks, how on earth was she going to survive this heat for
two weeks, let alone the boredom of being at a Cub Scout camp?  She
would have much rather have been at home in the air-conditioned
coolness of her house.  She was already homesick and wanted nothing
more then to call one of her friends and chat for a bit.
	She stepped out of the minivan and instantly felt the relief
of a breeze on her skin.  She looked down and could see the wetness
through her light blue tee shirt and the sweat rolling down her legs
and arms.  She readjusted the low-rise denim shorts she was wearing to
be a bit more comfortable as she walked.  She now wished she had worn
shorts a bit loser not the tight hip huggers she was wearing.  Oh
well, she thought, I have some in my bag to change into later.
	She started walking to where her Dad was gathering the twelve
boys and three other men that made up her Dad's Cub Scout Pack.  As
she waked towards them she became aware that quite a few boys were
turning their attention towards her.  She looked around and noticed
that she was the only female there.  One of the simple truths she
should have realized a while ago hit her.  She was the only female in
a camp with nearly one hundred boys.  She would be the only girl these
young boys would see for two weeks.
	The thought took her by surprise.  It had never occurred to
her that she would be the only female there.  It had defiantly not
occurred to her that these boys would look at her.  Even if it would
have occurred to her she wouldn't have thought these boys, as young as
they were, might be looking at her like the were.  The shy glances and
concealed pointing were far different then if they had been leering at
her.  Somehow it was more pronounced.  
	Even as hot as it was she folded her arms over her chest to
conceal the tightness of the tee shirt over her large breasts.
Stephanie was never what was considered a hottie.  She was more of an
average girl.  She had thick dark brown hair that came past her
shoulders when it wasn't up in a ponytail as it was now.  Her skin had
always been a bit fair with a smattering of freckles over her round
cheeks.   She had always thought her bright blue eyes to be her best
feature, and was proud of her thick lashes.  Most girls had to were
colored contacts to get the color she had naturally.
Her body was a little on the heavy side, or so she thought.  She was
just more of an average build then the supermodels that her and her
friends wished they looked like.  She had a full breast and full hips.
Her waist was slender though.  In all she was often compared to look
more like the actress Liv Tyler then anyone else.  Though her face was
more round where Liv's was long.  
In stark contrast to the boys sly glances at her were the men, the
fathers of the boys that were there.  She could tell one or two were
downright starring at her.  She had never been looked at like this as
long as she could remember.  In all honesty attending an all girls
private school, she had never been around this many men and boys
before.  She felt a flutter of excitement pass over her as she thought
about it again. 
Her impulse had been to pull down her shirt a little more so that her
midriff wasn't bare, instead her excitement at being the center of
attention as she was got the better of her.  She unfolded her arms
from in front of her breasts and stretched them over her head causing
her shirt to rise up even more.  She could now tell that her hips and
tummy were well exposed.  It was then that her shyness got the best of
her though as she saw the looks she was getting redoubled.  She
brought her arms down and pulled her tee to the waistband of her
shorts.
"Ok everyone, gather up your gear from the cars." It was her father
talking.  "We will be walking from here.  I need to go to the dinning
hall and check us in.  I will be back in a few minutes."  At that her
Dad and Mr. Browne, another of the men with him started walking
towards the red building she had seen.  Mr. Martin started to unload
the roof rack of one of the minivans and Mr. Carrey started to unload
the roof rack of the minivan she had ridden in.
She stood there watching as the men handed duffle bags and packs down
to the boys.  Hers was one of the last unloaded.  One of the boys
carried it over to her.  When her Dad and Mr. Browne returned from
getting them registered they informed the group that there camp was
about a half mile from the parking area and they would have to walk
from there.  She looked at her large duffle and thought to herself how
miserable it was going to be to carry that bag a half mile.  
As she sat there starring at her bag a voice came over her shoulder.
"Stephanie, may I carry your bag for you?"  She looked behind her and
there was one of the boys in her brothers Pack.  She didn't know his
name, but it didn't really matter.  She was taken back by the fact
that he was offering to carry her stuff.  This had never happened to
her before. 
"Of course you can, I really thank you a lot for the help."  She
watched him strain to lift her bag under the weight of his pack as
well.  She was amazed at how his arm muscles stood out as he strained.
She looked at the rest of him how perfectly formed his young body was.
She couldn't believe this; she was actually attracted to his boyish
body.  He couldn't be more then eleven and had maybe started puberty
but only just barely.
After about ten minutes of walking through the woods they came to the
place that was to be there campsite.  It was a clearing surrounded by
thick woods.  It was much cooler in the woods, for that Stephanie was
grateful.  The accommodations left a bit to be desired though.  Spaced
through the clearing surrounding a central ring of stones for a fire
were wooden platforms.  On each wooden platform was a kaki colored
canvas tent.  The tent was tall enough for a person to stand in just
barely, and maybe six feet long.  A wooden frame held up the tents,
and the flaps tied shut in the front and the back so that it could
open equally on both ends.
Inside of each tent were two metal bed frames.  There was no mattress,
only a metal weave mesh.  At least She wouldn't have to sleep on the
ground Stephanie thought.  Her Dad gave her the tent farthest away
from the main part of the camp.  She could tell that he was thinking
of her privacy when he did this.  Though she could tell that the tent
would afford little privacy if anyone really were interested.  There
was no lock and the tent flaps even tied shut gapped a bit. 
Her little bellboy followed her to her tent.  He was sweating
profusely and she could tell he was exhausted from carrying her bag.
She had him lift the bag to one of the two cots in the tent. "Thank
you again for your help.  I don't think I could have carried that up
here."  She saw a gleam of pride come across the boys face at the
praise.  She could also see a slight blush.  The she saw him glance
down at her breasts.  It was only a glance and then right back to her
face.  He probably thought she hadn't even noticed.  This young boy
was actually attracted to her.  A naughty thrill of excitement went
through her once more. 
"Come here." She said. She reached out and gave him a hug.  She could
feel his body stiffen as she wrapped her arms around him.  She pressed
all of her body against his.  She held him only for a moment and then
let go of him.  When she released him he was blushing profusely.  She
had never had this type of reaction on guys before.  What was even
stranger was the fact that she was actually enjoying this.  The shy
attention she was getting from these pubescent boys was actually
exciting her.
"Thank you again." She said. He stood there starring at her still. His
eyes were wandering over her body spending extra time on her breasts.
It was weird when she thought about it.  She had always wondered what
it was like to be ogled by guys like this and now she was the sole
center of attention for these boys.  She would continue to be the
center of attention to these boys for the next two weeks. She would be
the only girl they would see for the next two weeks.
It kind of made her feel a bit strange as she looked at this boy who
had just carried her bags.  He was just that, a boy.  He was maybe
eleven.  Somehow though that made it all the more exciting for her. He
had a smooth almost angelic face and not a bit of manhood in looks. He
was practically a baby.  
"Well, I need to get unpacked." She said as she turned away it broke
the two seconds worth of trance of him starring at her breasts.  "Your
such a nice boy." At that she leaned over and gave him a small peck on
the cheek.  It was as smooth as she had expected.  The blush in his
face redoubled and he smiled at her and turned and ran off.
Maybe this trip wasn't going to be all bad she thought as she took the
battery operated lantern from her bag and hung it from one of the tent
poles.  She spent the next fifteen minutes or so laying out her
clothing on the cot she wouldn't be using and then rolling out her
sleeping bag on the cot she would be sleeping on.  
The heat didn't seem quite so bad now that she had her thoughts about
the boys to keep her mind off of it.  Why was she getting so turned
on?  She should be freaked out.  These were little boys.  What type of
a pervert was she becoming?  Maybe it was spending the last six months
with nothing but girls her age?  That must be it she thought. 
The excitement was really addictive though.  It was a mixture of
thrilling and embarrassing and sexually exciting all at the same time.
If these were adults or even guys her age she would flip.  These were
innocent little boys though.  What could be the harm of letting them
enjoy the view?  
She smiled to herself at that thought.  No real harm in being a bit
flirty.  She thought about it for a moment and unbuttoned her denim
shorts.  After that she flipped the waistband down making the low-rise
shorts now even lower.  The waistband was now sitting at the top of
her panties.  The hot pink straps that sat across her hip were clearly
visible.
Observing her handiwork she flipped the bottom hem of her tee up so
that it sat just below her rib cage.  She would never have dared show
this much skin in public anywhere.  She was too self-conscious of her
weight.  Then she thought about it.  The tent flap was still open. She
was in public right now.  None of the boys had noticed they were all
paying too much attention to setting up camp but she was in public
nonetheless.
The excitement overcame her better judgment at that thought.  She
started to walk around the camp and watch the boys setting up camp.
She could see the boys were almost falling over themselves now to look
at her and not let her know they were looking at her.  She felt like
she was in a fashion commercial.  Where the supermodel walked down the
street and all the guys fell and dropped stuff.  Just the attention
was turning her on.  She had never felt anything like this before.  It
was so addictive.  She was going to like this summer camp.
"Ok boys, Fall In."  Again her fathers voice brought her back to
reality.  "Time for dinner.  Everyone to the center of the campsite."
She thought about covering herself a bit but changed her mind.  If her
Dad said anything she would just tell him she was hot.  She was
feeling a bit bold now as she walked to the spot where all the boys
were gathering.  "Come on up here with me Steph." Said her father as
she arrived.  He gave her a questioning look as he noticed her new
wardrobe alterations but didn't say anything.
Now she really was in the limelight.  It increased her embarrassment
to be standing in front of all the boys in her brother's pack pushing
the limit of her modesty as she was.  Now she knew why the strippers
she had seen on a late night HBO special found there job such a
thrill.  It was a mixture of embarrassment and heat that was just
indescribable.
She noticed that the adults were casting glances at her.  These were
grown men.  These men were married and had wives and such and they
were still staring at her now.  Then she saw her brother.  Oh my god
she thought and had to hold her breath for a moment.  He was staring
at her as hard as any of the other guy.  Now she was feeling
embarrassed.  However even the embarrassment of her little brother
starring at her with a look of lust in his eye turned her on.  She
must truly be a freak she thought.
Not that she would ever want to have sex with her brother.  The
thought turned her stomach.  To be honest she wouldn't want to have
sex with any of these boys.  That still didn't change the fact that
she was enjoying being the object of there attention.
After seeing that all the boys had arrived they started walking back
to the dinning hall.  It was almost like she could feel the weight of
the boys staring at her backside and the curves of her hips as she
walked.  The weight of those stairs became even more pronounced when
other packs started joining them on the trail through the woods to the
dinning hall.
As they arrived at the area in front of the dinning hall it really
came to light how many boys were there.  Her dad's pack being one of
the last to arrive she could see that there were honestly dozens and
dozens of boys there.  She could not even begin to count them as they
stood there in lines waiting.  Enough for a small army were present.
She felt her pulse quicken and her lust go through the roof as she
walked into the croud.

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