Chapter 2

Monday, July 25, 1977

Charlie awoke to the sound of rain drops plopping on their tent. Charlie glanced at his watch. It was 10:30 in the morning. Timmy was asleep but stirring. Charlie decided to head for a shower before his parents got up and made breakfast. The air was warm and humid. The low gray clouds dribbled a steady rain onto the lush, green countryside. This didn’t look like a storm that would pass by quickly. This looked like a day of steady rain.

The remainder of the Wells clan were up when Charlie returned from the shower house and his morning jerk-off. The Zunigas were up not too long after the Wells clan. Pattie joined Charlie when both families finished their brunches. Charlie was at the picnic table with Timmy when Pattie arrived.

“What do you want to do today?” Pattie asked.

“I have no idea,” Charlie responded.

“We could play cards,” Timmy suggested. “Maybe, ‘Go Fish’?”

“That could pass the time,” Pattie agreed.

“We need a fourth,” Charlie protested.

“My sister Julie is going to be as bored as the rest of us,” Pattie said. “I’ll ask her to join us.” Pattie scampered back to their pop-up trailer before Charlie could reply. Charlie had hoped to spend time one-on-one with Pattie today. Their fun would have to wait until evening. Anyway, the mill was open for tours during the day and he and Pattie wouldn’t get any privacy there until after dinner.

The four kids played Go Fish, Rummy and finally Bullcrap. Bullcrap is similar to Bullshit, except with censored language to pass muster with Charlie’s nearby parents. A thunderstorm rumbled through while they played cards. Swimming at the pool was out. It would stay closed for the afternoon.

They got bored with card games after a couple hours. The foursome toured the old mill building to pass the time. Charlie and Pattie managed to stifle their laughter as the tour ended in “their” stairwell. This was their private place only in the evenings – dry evenings. The old mill had no rain gutters, so the rain ran off the roof and dropped directly into the stairwell, making it a wet place to be during a rain storm.

Charlie and Pattie played a couple games of pool. They played Pong and tried out the pinball machines. To the surprise of both Charlie and Pattie, Timmy and Julie spent the afternoon together. They made a cute pre-teen couple. Charlie suspected his brother didn’t think girls were quite so dumb anymore.

A massive thunder storm blew through late in the afternoon. It knocked out power to the campgrounds. All the kids at the Barn made their ways back to their own campsites. The foursome hung out at the Zuniga’s campsite. Their dining fly was bigger. The kids got cards out again to pass the time until dinner.

David was already at the Wells campsite when Charlie and Timmy showed up for dinner. He had been hanging out with Linda since the big thunderstorm. His boss left him off work early since he wasn’t needed to lifeguard at the pool that afternoon.

Sandra Wells kept dinner simple. Thankfully their propane stove and charcoal grill worked when the power was out. She made Kraft mac and cheese while Jim grilled hot dogs. They enjoyed whoopie pies for dessert. Jim had gone out to a local farm stand for the Amish treats that afternoon.

David and Linda headed out for their date after dinner. Pattie and Julie showed up a few minutes later for Charlie and Timmy. Lights in the campground blinked on just as the girls arrived. The foursome headed back to the Barn to fill the rainy evening.

Charlie and Timmy took on Pattie and Julie in a game of pool. The girls won the first round. The boys won the second. The jukebox blared out the pop hit, “Afternoon Delight” for the fifteenth time that day. Enough of that shit! Charlie pulled Pattie aside after the second game.

“Let’s find some privacy for more fun,” Charlie suggested as he kissed her. “Let’s ditch Timmy and Julie.”

“Where are we going to find this privacy?” Pattie asked. “We won’t need showers if we use the stairwell. We will get drenched.”

“I had a different place in mind for a rainy night,” Charlie said. “The covered bridge.”

“The cars spotlight it every minute or two,” Pattie protested. “That won’t work.”

“The bridge won’t work when the cars have their headlights on,” Charlie countered. “It’s still light out. The cars won’t have their headlights on. We will be in the dim light in the middle of the bridge. Nobody in daylight outside will be able to see what we are doing. At least they can’t see much. It will work if we keep things R-rated. No X-rated stuff tonight.”

“Kissing and petting can be fun,” Pattie agreed. “Let’s split.”

Charlie put his arm around Pattie before they rejoined Timmy and Julie. “We’re heading out,” Charlie announced.

“Where are we going?” Timmy asked.

“Pattie and I are going to find privacy,” Charlie retorted. “You and Julie can stay here. We want to be alone.”

“See you back at the campsite, Julie,” Pattie added. Pattie slipped her arm around Charlie. The two sauntered out of the Barn. They jogged off through the rain to the covered bridge near the entrance to the campground.

“What do you think they are up to?” Julie wondered.

“Kissing and stuff,” Timmy replied.

“And maybe sex stuff?” Julie added. “I know Pattie does sex stuff with boys.”

“Charlie tells me he does sex stuff with girls too.”

“I wish I knew what all the fascination is with sex,” Julie commented. “I just don’t understand it at all.”

“I don’t know much either,” Timmy said. “What have you learned so far?”

“A man and a woman get naked,” Julie said. “The man gets on top of the woman and they make a baby. How? I don’t understand at all. How does he get the baby up inside the woman?”

“Yeah, I wish I understood that part too,” Timmy said. “How do you know Pattie does sex stuff?”

“My chores include taking out the trash each week,” Julie explained. “I have found these rubber things that look like long, thin balloons in her trash after she has her boyfriend over to ‘study.’ They aren’t actually studying.”

“What do the balloons look like?”

“They’re rubber or something,” Julie replied. “They are eight inches long and maybe an inch wide. Just big enough to fit over your ... uh...” Julie looked around for something the right size. “ ... about the size of your big toe. Sometimes the end is knotted, sometimes they aren’t. They are always slimy and have this sticky white goo in them.”

“Sticky white goo?” Timmy asked. Suddenly he got it. Sticky white goo, just like the stuff he and Charlie shot out of their dicks last night. Rubbers! “They are definitely from sex and stuff. They are called rubbers and they prevent the boy from making a baby in your sister’s belly.”

“How?” Julie said, her eyes wide in amazement. “How? I don’t get it.”

“You know how a boy’s dick gets hard?” Timmy asked triumphantly.

“Like yours?” Julie asked, pointing at the small bulge in his shorts.

“A boy gets hard when he thinks about sex, talks about sex, or when he gets naked with a girl and prepares for sex,” Timmy said.

“OK,” Julie agreed. “And?”

“You know how a girl has a hole in her ... her slit?” Timmy asked, blushing.

“An opening to her vagina,” Julie said. “And?”

“A boy puts his hard dick in the girl’s uh ... vagina and rubs it on her insides until he shoots that white goo up inside her.”

“And?” Julie asked.

“The white goo makes a baby in the girl,” Timmy explained. “The guy puts the rubber thing over his dick when he doesn’t want a baby. He puts his dick in the girl and rubs. When he comes, his goo stays in the rubber. The girl doesn’t end up with a baby.”

“That makes sense,” Julie agreed. “Do you think that is what you brother is doing with my sister now?”

“Maybe,” Timmy replied. “I know he wants to but I don’t know if they will.”

“Do you want to do it?” Julie asked.

“I’ve figured the ‘how’ a couple minutes ago,” Timmy said. “I am curious but no, I don’t expect that I will be doing sex stuff anytime soon.”

“Good,” Julie said. “I am curious too, but way too young to be doing that stuff.”

“Another game of pool?” Timmy asked.

“How about Pong?” Julie offered. Timmy was more talented at video games than his brother. He beat Julie twice. The pre-teens had fun before they headed back to their campsites a little after eight o’clock.

Charlie’s guess about the amount of privacy they could get in the middle of the old bridge was correct. The two kids made out and petted for over half an hour. Charlie managed to get his hands up under Pattie’s T-shirt and feel her bare titties. Darkness and being spotlighted by car’s headlights finally forced the couple to head back to their campsites.

Charlie was hard as steel when he went to bed. Linda wasn’t back from her date. His mom and dad were outside the tent, enjoying some beer. Timmy was asleep. Heedless of his little brother, Charlie flung his sleeping bag open and pulled down his pajama bottoms. He stroked his erection, desperate for release.

“God, I hate blue balls,” Charlie snapped as he stroked.

Timmy rolled over and stared at Charlie. “What are blue balls?”

“It’s when you want to screw a girl and she turns you down,” Charlie grunted. “Your nuts ache because you need to release your come.”

Timmy pulled his pajama bottoms down and stroked his own dick. They pre-teen was as hard as his brother. The two boys came within seconds of each other. They wiped themselves and fell asleep.

The rain postponed the planned trip to the miniature golf course in New Holland. David took Linda to the Strasburg Bowl, the closest bowling alley to the campground. The pair rolled a few games before heading north to park in David’s grandpa’s back lane.

David had high hopes for this evening. He wanted to feel those luscious looking titties of Linda’s. Second base on a second date would satisfactory progress. He thought his chances were good. Linda really seemed to be into him.

The pair scooted over on the big bench front seat when David parked the car. They embraced and started making out. David allowed a hand to drift onto one of Linda’s tits after a few minutes. She murmured her approval as they continued to kiss. David felt up one and then the other tit through her shirt. He was reaching under the hem of her shirt when Linda stopped him.

“Shirts off,” Linda giggled. She pulled her shirt over her head. “You too,” she teased. “I want to see more skin.”

David shucked his shirt off as Linda pulled her bra off. The two horny teens went to town. David, feeling up her titties and teasing her nipples. Linda rubbed David’s chest and sides as they resumed kissing. The two teens swirled tongues together, kissed and caressed each other for fifteen or twenty minutes. David lavished his tongue on Linda’s pert titties, soaking her panties.

David, emboldened by his success getting to second base, went for third. He carefully rubbed Linda’s chest lower and lower until his hand was near her shorts. He wormed his hand between her smooth belly and the jeans material of her shorts. Linda deftly grabbed his hand and pulled it away.

“Just above the waist tonight, Dave,” Linda insisted. “We need to pace ourselves. We have all week.”

David went back to kissing a tittie and slurping at her sensitive nipple. ‘Pace ourselves?’ he marveled. ‘We only have five days left.’

The pair went back to necking. After a few minutes Linda allowed her hand to drift to David’s lap. Her hand lightly skimmed over the bulge in his pants. David was packing. She desired a ride on his rod just as much as David wanted to give her that ride. Still, if you are a good girl, there is a protocol to be followed. Bare titties on the second date was pushing the limits of acceptable and you certainly couldn’t allow the boy to go further.

David’s weight and the urgency of his kisses slowly pushed Linda back against seat and car door. David hungrily sprawled on top of her, kissing and feeling her titties. David’s erection pressed against her hip. Linda could feel how hard David was. After forty minutes of making out, she knew the poor boy had to be horny as hell. She put her hands on David’s shoulders the next time they broke their kissing to breath.

“I think the world of you, David,” Linda pledged as she looked into David’s eyes. “The second date is too soon for us to go all the way. I know I have your worked up. Could I give you a hand job to relieve your ... your ... dick?”

“Um ... hand job?” David stuttered. He hadn’t expected that offer. “I am falling for you, Linda. I think you’re a good girl. You don’t have to do this for me.”

“I’m try to be a good girl,” Linda responded, “ ... but not too good of a girl. I am not one of those kind that are saving their virginity for marriage. I’ve been with boys before. I am guessing you aren’t a virgin either.”

“Oh, hell no,” David replied. “That went three years ago at party when we played ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven.’ Let’s say I’ve been with more than a couple girls but not more than you can count on my fingers.”

“I want to give you the hand job,” Linda replied. “I have you all worked up and you need relief.”

“If you’re sure,” David said.

“Slide over a little and sit up,” Linda said. David did. Linda reached in to his lap and unbuttoned his shorts. She pulled the zipper down. “Up a little.” David arched his hips off the seat. Linda pulled his shorts down to his knees. David carefully released his trapped erection and pulled down his white briefs.

David’s erection stood straight up from his lap. “You are big,” Linda commented. His dick looked to be about six and a half inches long. A red, mushroom shaped head crowned the shaft. The shaft expanded to an inch and a quarter across below the head and tapered slightly down to the root, nestled in a bush of dirty blond pubes. David’s pubes were a couple shades darker than his collar length hair.

Linda wrapped her hand around David’s hard-on. David shuddered as she grasped it. She stroked his dick slowly at first, and then with an increased tempo. David marveled at Linda’s skill. This clearly wasn’t her first hand job. David’s face flushed pink and then red as Linda stroked his shaft. A minute and a half was sufficient time for Linda to bring David off.

David’s big dick spurted come all over his crotch and legs and Linda’s hand. The pair realized a flaw in their plan. They had no provisions for cleaning up the mess after David got off. After a short debate, David shucked his shorts and briefs. He used the briefs to clean up himself and Linda. The briefs were dumped on the Olds’ floor to be taken care of later.

David, naked except for his socks, hugged Linda and kissed her in thanks. “Maybe you better get your pants on,” Linda suggested when they broke apart from the kiss.

“Yeah, I guess I better,” David agreed. He pulled his shorts on, commando style. “Thank you for the hand job. It was exactly what I needed.”

“I didn’t want to leave you hanging,” Linda agreed.

David drove them back to the campground. They discussed plans. David worked the late shift, until 9:30 PM Tuesday, so no date that night. Wednesday would be dinner with the Robinsons and then the long-planned round of miniature golf ... and some parking later.

Both the Wells and Zuniga children slept in Tuesday morning. Julie and Pattie hung out with Charlie and Timmy until lunch. All four kids headed to the pool after lunch. They goofed around and played. Linda was there too, working on her tan. She had a quiet afternoon, since David wasn’t working the last lifeguard shift that day.

“I had a brilliant idea where we can find some privacy,” Charlie mentioned as he and Pattie sunned themselves in the deck chairs.

“Where?”

“Shower house,” Charlie whispered back. Pattie leaned in closer to her boy-toy.

“Shower house?” Pattie whispered back. “There are too many people around there.”

“Who takes a shower in the middle of the afternoon?” Charlie retorted. “The shower stalls have doors with locks. We can do anything we want without anyone snooping on us.”

“Hmmm ... privacy would be nice,” Pattie agreed. “I am tired of people catching us while we get ready to ... you know.”

“I want to ... you know ... with you in the worst way. You are the hottest girl I’ve ever known.”

“I’ve noticed your ... thing,” Pattie replied. “I’d like to see it and get to feel it more.”

“An empty shower stall awaits, if you’re horny enough,” Charlie challenged.

“Are you up for this?” Pattie asked.

“Hard as steel and ready for action,” Charlie replied, leering at his girl.

“What are we waiting for?” Pattie asked. “Show me what you got.”

“You’ll love it,” Charlie responded. “I guarantee it.”

The two fourteen-year-olds hustled down the hill to the shower house around 2:30 in the afternoon. Pattie pulled her top off as soon as Charlie locked the door to give them privacy. He turned around as she was removing her bottoms.

“Too many clothes,” Pattie teased. Charlie dropped his swim suit in a half a second, kicking it towards the door as it fell to the tile floor. Pattie eyed Charlie’s erection. Her guess was right, this was the biggest dick she had ever seen. Charlie had to be at least six inches long. The other guys she slept with were more like four and a half to five inches long. Charlie’s dick was slim at the purplish head and expanded as you followed the shaft down to its bush of pubic hair at its root. His erection angled up slightly from his tight belly.

Charlie stepped forward and embraced Pattie. She wrapped her arms around Charlie as they locked lips. The horny teens deep kissed and swapped spit as they prepared for their union. Charlie backed Pattie against the shower stall wall as he pressed his body against hers. His hard-on pressed against her belly, thanks to him being 5’-7” while she was 5’-4”.

Charlie reached between their bodies to feel her chest as they kissed. Pattie’s nipples went erect. Charlie knew she was close to ready to take his dick. Pattie stroked Charlie’s back and sides as they made out. She could feel her slot juicing.

Charlie dropped the hand from her tit down between her legs. Semi-expertly, he split her pussy lips apart. One finger found her hole and squeezed inside. His thumb felt up her slot until he found the little bump he wanted. Charlie displayed the knowledge he had gained over the past ten months since his first time fumbling in bed with Missy Burkhardt. Today would be his tenth time having sex.

Pattie purred into Charlie’s mouth as they kissed. She had chosen correctly when she chose Charlie among all the boys at this campground this week. His gentle teasing of her clitoris told her he was experienced and knew how to treat a girl well. She remembered her first time fifteen months ago.

She and Andrew Trout were just exploring when they found out a boy’s dick did indeed fit in her tight hole. The joining was painful, too quick and only hinted at what sex done right could be like. Andrew was better the next two times they tried sex. Pattie’s second and third boys were more experienced than Andrew and gave Pattie her lust for sex.

Charlie could feel the moisture lubricating Pattie’s bottom rapidly. “You ready?” he gasped between kisses.

“I’m ready,” Pattie responded. “You’re not.”

“I’m hard,” Charlie protested. “I am ready to go.”

“I want to make you come before we screw,” Pattie said.

“Why?”

“You will last longer if you come before we have sex,” Pattie explained. “A friend told me about her technique for making boys last longer.”

“I’ve never come more than once when I was with a girl,” Charlie replied. “What if I don’t get hard?”

“You’re young and virile, stud,” Pattie retorted. “I’ll get you hard again after you come. I guarantee it. Step back so I have room.” Charlie did as Pattie asked. She knelt down in front of his dick and wrapped her left hand around it. She stroked gently. Charlie moaned softly as Pattie brought him to climax. Her technique was excellent – not too much pressure on his dick and the rhythm was just right.

He probably lasted about a minute before the good feelings welled up and he gasped, “I’m coming.” Pattie continued stroking. The first spurt of come landed on her cheek. He painted her tits with the remainder of his white, sticky goo.

“It’s good we’re in a shower,” Pattie teased as she held his wilting cock with her hand.

“Yeah,” Charlie grunted as he recovered from his climax. Pattie’s next move shocked the boy. She leaned her head in towards his crotch and engulfed his dick with her mouth. She sucked on the end and then swirled her tongue around the head. “Oh ... God!” Charlie moaned. Blood flooded to his crotch and engorged his erection again.

“There,” Pattie said triumphantly. “You’re hard again.”

“Oh ... God, no one has ever done that before,” Charlie gasped. “Would it be good for you if I got you off first before we did it?”

“You offering me a hand job?” Pattie asked.

“Yeah,” Charlie agreed.

“Sure,” Pattie responded. “Why not?” Charlie pulled her to her feet and kneeled down in front of her pussy. He used one hand to spread her labia open. One finger and then a second wormed their way into her tight pussy. He rubbed his thumb up her slot until he found her bump. He stroked his fingers in and out of her pussy while teasing her clitoris.

Pattie squirmed as the boy brought her closer to climax. Getting a girl off was how Charlie clenched the deal when he wanted to bed a girl. His hand was drenched as he teased Pattie to orgasm. She moaned and wiggled as her body experienced ecstasy. She leaned back against the wall as she recovered. Charlie stood and kissed her again.

“Ready for sex now?” Both teens giggled. “Lay down on the floor and we can get started,” Charlie directed.

“On the cold tile floor?” Pattie asked. “Let’s do it standing. It’ll be cleaner.”

“Um ... I haven’t done it that way,” Charlie replied. “I’ve always been on top.”

“You’ll figure it out,” Pattie promised. “I’ll spread my legs and you get between them. Kneel down a little and then you stand up when your dick is in position. You’ll slide right in.”

“Um ... OK,” Charlie agreed. He stepped between Pattie’s legs and bent his knees enough to bring his dick below Pattie’s hole. “Here goes.”

“Woah, stud,” Pattie responded. “Put your rubber on first, then we can have our fun.”

“Rubber?” Charlie stuttered. He stared Pattie, aghast. “I didn’t ... I mean ... I’m on vacation and...”

“You don’t have protection,” Pattie huffed. “Charlie ... Charlie ... Charlie, what am I going to do with you?”

“It will be OK without protection,” Charlie offered. His hopes of getting laid were crashing.

“This is a bad time of month to risk doing it without protection,” Pattie said. She pushed Charlie back a few inches and put her legs together. He stood up and pushed her against the wall with his body. One hand went to a tit while the two kissed again. Charlie bent his knees a little to accommodate their difference in height. He rubbed his dick up and down Pattie’s slot as they made out.

Rubbing their naked crotches together was another of Charlie’s techniques for convincing a girl to allow him to spear her on his dick. Their rubbing was turning on both teens.

“Could I put it in a little?” Charlie begged between kisses.

“I don’t know,” Pattie demurred. Charlie kept rubbing his dick up and down her juicy slot.

“Please,” Charlie begged. “I’ll pull out before I come, I promise.”

Pattie stopped kissing and stared into Charlie’s eyes. “Can you?”

“Yes,” he confirmed.

“You are sure you can pull out before you come?”

“I promise,” Charlie pledged. “I can. I will.” He used his knees to spread Pattie’s legs wider apart. He kneeled lower and positioned his dick.

“Go ahead,” Pattie agreed. His dick slipped up her slot as he stood. Charlie bent down again, this time putting his dick between her legs as he rose up. “Do you need help?”

“I got this,” Charlie insisted. He reached a hand down and located his target. He positioned his dick at the entrance to Pattie’s hole and stood up, neatly skewering his dick into her wet, warm and yielding pussy. Both teens giggled as he drove his six inches of erection into her belly.

“Nice,” Charlie sighed as he pushed deep into her. The folds and ripples inside Pattie tugged at the skin of his dick, causing exquisite sensations. Pattie loved how his dick pried her open and forced its way up her canal. She felt him pressed deeper almost to her cervix. Charlie’s big dick stretched her like she’d never been stretched before. It felt nice too as he began to rhythmically stroke his dick in and out of her.

The two giggled again as they grew accustomed to sharing their bodies.

“Remember you have to pull out before you come,” Pattie warned. She stroked Charlie’s back and sides in appreciation for the amazing stimulation he was giving her.

“I will,” Charlie promised. Their skin smacked together each time Charlie’s dick bottomed out inside Pattie. The pair giggled and whispered as they coupled.

Charlie marveled at his stamina, thanks to Pattie’s suggestion. He knew he was well past the time he normally blew his load and he was good to continue. He continued pumping his dick in and out. Another minute passed and he felt his balls tighten. He froze in position on the upstroke.

“What?” Pattie gasped when he stopped. “Are you ready to come?”

“Not yet,” Charlie responded. “Had to stop... [pant] don’t want to... [pant] come too ... soon.” He held steady; his dick fully embedded in the wet, hot embrace of Pattie’s pussy. The feelings subsided and Charlie started pumping again.

“You’ve got to pull out before you come,” Pattie warned Charlie about every thirty seconds. “You can’t come in me today. Now is not a great time.”

“OK,” he promised as he continued thrusting. He edged close to orgasm twice more and stopped, each time recovering so he could continue this naked dance with Pattie.

Charlie pressed his body against Pattie’s as he screwed her. His pubic bone mashed her clitoris repeatedly. Pattie was amazed when she felt the tingle of an orgasm start. No boy had got her off quite like this.

“You ready ... to ... come?” Pattie gasped as the good feelings welled up in her. “Pull ... out... [pant] be ... fore... [pant] you come.”

“Yeah...” Charlie gasped. “I ... will.” He continued fucking. His feelings came back and he stopped thrusting.

“Keep going,” Pettie begged. “Don’t ... stop ... now.”

“Almost ... there,” Charlie moaned. Pattie put her hands on Charlie’s waist and started bouncing up and down on his dick. “Careful...” the nearly orgasmic boy moaned. The stimulation was too much. He felt his balls twitch and powerful contractions propelled his come upward. He gave Pattie a couple hard thrusts and froze, fully embedded in her pussy. His dick ejaculated his sperm and semen deep inside Pattie’s body.

She felt him swell and then his dick throbbed. “Pull out,” Pattie begged. It was much too late for that. Charlie could only moan as his dick spurted three powerful squirts of sperm and semen into Pattie, followed by his dick pumping then oozing more sperm into her body.

Pattie pushed Charlie away from her, unplugging his dick from her body. Come dribbled down her leg.

“Sorry, I couldn’t stop,” Charlie sighed.

“This is a bad time of the month for me,” Pattie snapped.

“How bad?” Charlie asked. “How bad are our chances - fifty-fifty?” Pattie noted that Charlie said ‘our’ chances, like he was accepting responsibility for the consequences.

“Not that bad,” Pattie said. “My period ended ten days ago.” Charlie gave her a blank look. “Fourteen days is the worst time for this. Even at fourteen days, the chances aren’t that bad. I know three girls back home that did it unprotected at the worst time. Only one of them ended up pregnant.”

“One chance in three?” Charlie asked.

“Maybe not that bad,” Pattie said. “I overheard my aunt talking with my Mom one time. It took my aunt five months to get pregnant and that was when they were trying.”

“So, we aren’t doomed?” Charlie said.

“It still isn’t good,” Pattie replied. “I know this. If we keeping doing what we are doing today, I most likely will be pregnant by the time I go home. We can’t do it every day without protection and expect any other result.”

“So, we have to stop having sex?” Charlie asked. His face displayed his dismay at that possibility.

“Get rubbers,” Pattie answered.

“How?” Charlie asked. “They don’t sell them here at the campground. I don’t have a car or a bike. How do I get somewhere to get rubbers?”

“Your parents have a car,” Pattie said.

“You expect me to walk up to my Mom or Dad and ask them to take me out to get rubbers?” Charlie asked. “Are you crazy?”

“You have a big sister who drives,” Pattie retorted. “Ask her to help you. Maybe that boy she is seeing will help her get us rubbers.”