Chapter 3

~Saturday, June 14th~

I was momentarily confused when I shut off my phone alarm, unsure of why I was in Sophia’s room. Then I remembered the events of last night. Making out with Lauren, finding Michelle drunk and letting her sleep in my bed. Right, Michelle. I had to make sure she was okay.

Brady followed me as I went to the master bedroom and peeked inside. Michelle was laying on her side, and she appeared to be fast asleep. She was facing away from the door, so it was possible she was just laying in bed. Either way, I backed out and headed downstairs.

I gave Brady his breakfast before pouring two glasses of juice. Returning to the master bedroom, I set one glass down on the bedside table for Michelle to have when she woke up. Back in Sophia’s old room, I sat in bed and sipped my juice while texting Lauren.

Tim: Good morning! I hope you slept well. Sadly, Brady and I have to miss our morning run.

Lauren: I always sleep well after a good orgasm. ;) Oh, no! Why???

Tim: I found a drunk counselor on my way home last night. She’s sleeping it off in my room.

Lauren: You sure you’re not just ditching me after finally getting a feel of the girls? :P

Tim: Nah, I’m waiting until after I get you naked to disappear.

Lauren: Of course, what was I thinking?

Tim: Clearly you weren’t!

Lauren: You couldn’t handle seeing me naked. You’d cum in your pants immediately!

Tim: Someone’s confident!

Lauren: I know I’m hot and I know how to use it! ;)

Tim: Maybe this whole writing thing is an elaborate ruse and you really do sell nudes.

Lauren: I sell nudes and I keep guys chained up in my basement. I’m a catch! :)

Tim: I should be thankful I got out of your place alive!

Lauren: You’re the first!

Tim: I believe it! Okay, I’m gonna go shower. Sorry about missing the run.

Lauren: All good! Hope the drunk girl isn’t too hungover!

Setting down my phone, I finished my juice before heading back downstairs. I quickly cleaned up the Michelle vomit before going to the upstairs bathroom. I figured I’d check on Michelle after my shower, so I peed and washed my hands before stripping down.

Turning on the hot water, I stepped into the shower stall and sighed when the water hit my skin. I washed my hair, face and body. Once I was clean, I stayed in the shower for a few minutes, allowing me to enjoy the feel of a nice, hot shower.

I felt the air change in the room as the door to the bathroom opened. There was only one other person in the house, so it had to be Michelle. I assumed she was going to get sick and needed the toilet. I strained to hear what she was mumbling over the water when she stopped in front of the shower curtain.

“ ... can do this. Brave. Bold. You can...” Michelle whispered so quietly I could barely hear.

The shower curtain was suddenly pulled back and a very naked Michelle stepped into the shower, her eyes on her bare feet. At just over five feet tall, Michelle was very cute. She had average-sized breasts that were perfectly formed and capped by pink nipples. I noticed she wasn’t shaved bare, instead having a small bush of fiery red pubic hair. Her stomach was flat, and her entire body was covered in a light smattering of freckles. Michelle’s frizzy auburn hair was quickly getting wet, and she took a deep breath before looking up at me, her lack of glasses giving me a nice view of her pretty hazel eyes.

“Michelle! What the fuck are you doing?!” I exclaimed as I covered my crotch with my hands while pointedly looking away from her nudity.

“L-look at me,” Michelle stammered weakly before taking a breath to gather her strength. “Tim. Look at me.”

I slowly turned my head to meet Michelle’s eyes. The shy girl had a determined look on her face, and she kept her arms at her sides so I could see her entire body. Her face was pink, and while most of the water was hitting me, there was still some landing on Michelle, and I could see rivulets running down her body. I placed my own hands at my sides so she could see my flaccid penis.

“What’s going on, Chelle?” I asked gently, making sure to give her plenty of space.

“I’m sick of being the shy girl no one notices!” Michelle suddenly shouted, her hands balled into fists. “I’m tired of being afraid! I’m tired of being overlooked and ignored. I’m tired of being thought of as the prude!”

“I’m guessing this is about what happened last night that led you to turning up drunk in my backyard?” I inquired carefully.

“Yes,” she grunted in annoyance.

“So, you thought you’d ambush me in the shower?” I followed up with.

“I. I’ve never seen one. I mean, in real life. Obviously the internet exists,” Michelle was blushing. She was the one who got in the shower with me, and she was blushing. “Can I?”

“I, ah, I guess? It’s right here,” I replied as I uncomfortably gestured toward my crotch.

Michelle’s eyes were locked on my manhood. As beautiful as Michelle was, I wasn’t hard. The situation was making me a little uncomfortable. She shuffled closer until she was inches away from me. The redhead was breathing heavily, and she seemed to be torn between wanting to escalate things and wanting to flee as fast as she could.

“Michelle,” I stated firmly while reaching out and lifting her chin to force her to look at me. “You’re gorgeous, but what are you doing?”

“You really think I’m pretty?” she asked in a small voice, her hazel eyes wide.

“You are fucking beautiful. You have an amazing body and an even more amazing personality,” I told her. “Any guy would be lucky to be your boyfriend.”

“I’ve never even kissed a guy,” Michelle admitted with a blush.

“And now you’re standing naked in the shower with one,” I chuckled, still holding her chin as water cascaded around us.

“Will you kiss me?” she wondered.

I wasn’t sure it was a good idea, but I didn’t want to reject her and hurt her feelings. Rather than overthink things, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against Michelle’s. She let out a surprised gasp before moaning softly and kissing me back. She had good instincts, and her lips were incredibly soft.

“There,” I announced, breaking the kiss and releasing her chin. “How was that?”

“I really liked it,” Michelle smiled, her face almost as red as her hair.

“I liked it, too,” I replied sincerely. “You have very soft lips.”

“Thank you,” she whispered, looking at me in awe. “Tim?”

“Yes, Chelle?” I asked kindly.

“C-can I touch it? Please?” Michelle swallowed weakly, looking terrified.

“If that’s what you want, it’s okay with me,” I confirmed.

Michelle looked down and stared at my exposed manhood for a good thirty seconds. When she finally reached out, I almost laughed as she actually poked my penis with her finger first. It was like she was afraid it was going to jump and attack or something.

I bit my lower lip to keep from laughing when she used her open palm to bat my cock, making it flop back and forth. Finally, Michelle worked up the courage to wrap her hand around the shaft and lightly stroke me. Despite being uncomfortable, there was a naked girl holding my penis; I started getting hard.

“What’s happening?” she cried out as she released my dick and raised both her hands above her head while taking a step back. “Did I make it mad?!”

“No!” I said, failing to hold my laughter in any longer. “You said you’ve seen one on the internet and you know what an erection is!”

“I did that? I made you hard?!” Michelle gasped as she looked down at her hands. She seemed shocked that she could actually give a guy an erection.

“Michelle, you’re sexy,” I stated firmly. “You are incredibly sexy, and you touching me like that can definitely get me hard.”

“Whoa,” she mumbled as she looked back up at me. “W-would you touch me?”

“Do you want me to?” I asked seriously.

“Yes,” Michelle nodded rapidly.

Reaching out with my right hand, I lightly caressed Michelle’s breast, making her gasp. I lifted the beautiful mound, feeling its weight in my hand as my thumb ran along her skin. She moaned softly when I ran my fingertip over her hard, pink nipple.

I was fully hard, and Michelle was soon jacking me off again. While continuing to palm her breast, my left hand acted on its own, reaching between Michelle’s legs. She instinctively spread her legs, gasping loudly when I ran my fingers along her labia.

Michelle was absolutely soaked, and she gripped my cock tightly when I started rubbing her clit. The shy redhead tried to jack me off, but the combination of my hand on her boob and my fingers between her legs was too much. It took me less than a minute to make Michelle cum.

It was immediately apparent that Michelle had the cutest orgasm face. Her mouth was hanging open as her lower jaw clenched. Michelle’s entire body shuddered while she pulled her upper lip back and made the cutest grunting and gasping noises.

“How was that?” I wondered as I removed my hand from between her legs.

“Good,” she whispered coyly, looking up at me with bright eyes. “H-how do I make you feel good?”

“Keep stroking me like you were before,” I instructed. “Is it okay if I keep touching you?”

Michelle nodded and I played with her boobs while she gave me a handjob. She asked for tips, and I started explaining how the underside was really sensitive, how I liked to be touched, and the best way to stroke me. I also brought up my balls, and Michelle was more than happy to get closer to me so she could use her other hand to massage my sack.

“It’s so big and hard,” Michelle commented for the tenth time while staring at my package in awe. “I can feel it throbbing.”

“I’m close, keep going!” I gasped, rolling Michelle’s nipple between my fingers as she stroked me.

I could tell Michelle was nervous, but lust won out, allowing her to continue jacking me off while her fingernails lightly scratched my balls. She and I were both breathing heavily, and it looked like Michelle might cum with me, despite no one touching her pussy. My hand gripped her breast as I shuddered and moaned.

The first spurt of semen landed horizontally across Michelle’s stomach. She squealed and jumped, causing the warm, white liquid to run down toward her belly button. Fortunately, she managed to keep stroking me as the next few ropes hit her stomach and upper thighs. There were even several splotches of semen in her red pubic hair.

While cleaning up, I noticed Michelle scoop some cum up with her fingers and look curiously at the sticky fluid before letting the shower wash it away. She turned around, and I got my first look at her backside; Michelle had the cutest little ass, and I loved the freckle in the center of her left butt cheek.

The quiet redhead was soon sitting at my kitchen table while I made breakfast. We were both wearing robes, and it was fortunate I had one that would fit Michelle. Brady was vying for her attention as I went all out and made us each an omelet.

“Thank you,” she mumbled when I set a plate down in front of her before taking a seat across from her at the kitchen table.

“Are you ready to talk about what happened last night?” I asked gently.

“I guess,” Michelle shrugged before taking a bite of her omelet. She spoke again after swallowing the food. “It was the usual party the counselors have, and I had never had a drink before.”

“Why did you drink so much?” I followed up with. “You mentioned something about your womanhood, whatever that means.”

“I don’t remember saying that,” she winced before continuing. “Brooke and Brian had drank a bit, and they were making out. Nikki caught me watching, and she made a joke about a threesome. It made me uncomfortable. Robin spoke up and said not to frighten the prude.”

“That was really mean,” I frowned, feeling anger bubbling inside me.

“Robin didn’t mean anything by it, she was drunk,” Michelle shrugged, taking a sip of her drink. “I guess I just started drinking and dancing with them. Brooke and Brian left to hook up, and I was jealous, so I just wandered around, drinking more. Next thing I remember is waking up in your bed.”

“What made you decide to get in the shower with me?” I inquired.

“A few reasons,” she answered slowly. “I was sick of being called a prude, and I had to admit it was kind of true. I get horny and masturbate, but I had never done anything with a guy. I always thought you were really cute, and I trusted you to respect me. And, um, it didn’t hurt that Nikki said you were ‘pantie-dropping hot’ last night.”

“Well, I’m flattered,” I smirked and popped my food-laden fork in my mouth.

“I liked being in there with you,” Michelle admitted with a blush. “I liked the way you looked at my body, and I liked your, you know, your thing.”

“Maybe try using a different term for it?” I suggested. “If you’re mature enough to be sexually active, you’re mature enough to talk about it.”

“Right, right. You’re right!” she nodded rapidly. “I liked your, ah, your dick. I liked your dick.”

“I liked your boobs,” I replied with a grin. “You have a fantastic body, and you’re a great kisser.”

“Thank you,” Michelle smiled as she looked down at her plate. “C-could you teach me more?”

“What do you mean?” I inquired, looking at her in confusion.

“I trust you, I feel safe with you. I’m attracted to you,” she quickly listed before answering the question. “Can you teach me things? I wanna make you squirt again. I’ve, um, I’ve always wanted to suck one. I wanna have sex.”

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea, Chelle,” I replied, looking directly into her eyes.

“Teach me. Please. I trust you,” Michelle said, looking desperate. “I’ve fantasized about you while jilling off, so I know I’m attracted to you. I don’t need a boyfriend right now. College is coming up. But, I can’t go to college being the same scared girl I’ve always been. Please?”

“You had an emotional night,” I began carefully. “I’m not saying no, but I’m not saying yes right now. Why don’t you take a few days to think things over? Ask me again after, if you still want to.”

“I’ll want to!” she almost stumbled over her words in her rush to get them out.

“After,” I stated firmly.

“Okay,” she sighed, looking disappointed.

Michelle and I ate our breakfast in relative silence. She looked deep in thought, but she did take the time to pay attention to Brady. I also appreciated it when the redhead complimented me on my cooking. I was no chef, but I knew my way around the kitchen.

My life was getting very complicated. First, I had sex with Riley. At least she knew it was a summer camp only thing. I had incredible chemistry with Lauren, and we made out while dry humping. I supposed I was the most worried about Lauren. Michelle confirmed that she didn’t want a boyfriend, while I did not act like just a friend to Lauren, despite both of us insisting we were. It felt nice to be wanted, but I was worried things would get messy. Especially when I was leaving soon.

“How are you feeling?” I asked Michelle when we finished breakfast. “Hungover?”

“No,” she shook her head. “Physically, I feel fine.”

“Good! You have work today,” I pointed out as I got to my feet. “Don’t worry about cleaning up, I’ll take care of it.”

“Thank you,” Michelle replied. “I do need to get back to the girls’ cabin.”

“Will they give you any grief about being out all night?” I wondered.

“I have no idea,” she answered. “I’ve never been out all night. I can honestly say I didn’t have sex. I’ll probably just tell the truth; I got drunk, you found me and let me sleep it off in your cabin.”

“That makes sense,” I nodded as I gathered up the dirty dishes.

“Besides, Brooke probably won’t be the only girl to show up half-dressed in the morning,” Michelle sighed. “The girls will be too busy grilling them for details to worry about boring, prudish Michelle.”

“Hey!” I exclaimed. “You are not boring! You are a lovely young lady, and I had a great time with you.”

“Thanks,” she sighed again. “I’m gonna get dressed.”

I watched as the sad redhead left the kitchen to put her clothes on from last night. The dishes were clean by the time Michelle returned fully dressed. I wanted her to know she was desirable, so I hugged her and pecked her lips before saying goodbye.

Brady and I spent the rest of the morning together. I read a few chapters of Halcyon Nights while ruminating on my situation. I still missed Lacey, but I acknowledged that I really didn’t want to be single for the rest of my life. Once I had settled in to my new life, I would have to truly move on. Lacey would want that for me.

The summer camp counselors all met up at noon for final preparations. There wasn’t much to go over, so there were a lot of casual conversations going on. I saw Riley and Nikki both checking me out. Michelle avoided my gaze. I ended up talking with Kenny about a video game we both liked. I wasn’t much into video games and I was an outdoor type, but what guy didn’t want to save the world from a zombie apocalypse?

At 3:00PM the buses arrived and all hell broke loose. Teenagers were everywhere, and they wasted no times testing their limits with the counselors. It was tough for the new counselors since they were only eighteen, barely any older than the oldest campers. The summer camp was for ages thirteen to seventeen, and some of them had trouble recognizing the authority of someone they considered their own age.

Step one was to get everyone’s luggage into the cabins and assign beds. Michelle had a bit of trouble with a couple of fifteen year old girls who got in an argument over sleeping arrangements. Stacey and I both stayed out of it, giving Michelle the opportunity to deal with a difficult situation. The quiet redhead finally had enough of their shit and put her foot down. I was quite proud.

There were two sections of cabins, one for girls and one for boys. The counselor cabins were nearby, so help would be around if the kids had any issues. Each cabin had a local animal for a name, with the girls and boys each getting the same animals. There was a Boys, Moose cabin, and a Girls’ Moose cabin. With teamwork, we got everyone’s luggage inside, and everybody knew which bed was theirs.

Next up on the agenda was the mandatory overview of rules and procedures. Just like every year, I saw several vacant stares, others were fidgeting, and I was pretty sure one boy was fast asleep. At least most of them pretended to pay attention.

The traditional welcome dinner was a barbecue, and the seats were packed. I filled my plate and started hunting around for a place to sit. I was impressed when I noticed Michelle managed to get a table in the corner to herself so I headed over to join her.

“How did things go this morning?” I asked the redhead.

“Fine, I guess,” Michelle mumbled as she adjusted her glasses.

“No one gave you any trouble?” I followed up with.

“Nope,” she confirmed, shaking her head. “I told them I drank too much and got lost. You found me and let me sleep it off. Nikki said she wouldn’t believe nothing happened if it were any other people. I’m a prude and you’re some sort of monk.”

“I am definitely not a monk,” I snorted. “And you are not a prude.”

“Yes, I am,” Michelle sighed. “I haven’t changed my mind about you making me a woman.”

“Sex isn’t what makes you an adult, Chelle,” I insisted.

“It isn’t just about that,” she rolled her eyes. “I want to be confident. I don’t want to be a scared, little girl. That’s why I applied to be a counselor, to grow up! And I believe having sex is part of that. Not only that, I’m horny. I’m horny, okay? I want you to bend me over and fuck me ‘till I scream!”

“Keep your voice down!” I hissed, looking around to make sure no one heard.

“Fine, whatever,” Michelle replied. “I’ll give you the time you asked for, but I’m not changing my mind.”

Michelle let me change the subject, and we started talking about books. The cute redhead pointed out that I needed to hurry up and finish Halcyon Nights so we can talk about the huge cliffhanger at the end. I agreed while quickly reminding her not to spoil anything.

After dinner, the counselors would show the campers around the grounds. I left them to it and returned to my cabin. Brady was thrilled to see me; he was even more pleased that I wanted to play outside with him. I didn’t let him go in the water, but I threw some toys in the yard for him to chase.

Brady and I relaxed in the enclosed porch while I replied to an earlier text from Lauren to confirm that the drunk counselor was doing fine. Lauren and I flirted a bit via text message, and I was only called a twatwaffle and an assmunch. Fuck, she was adorable. Riley also texted me at one point.

Riley: Did you nail the resident virgin last night?

Tim: Excuse me?

Riley: Don’t play dumb! Michelle admitted she spent the night with you!

Tim: I found her wandering around my backyard, completely plastered. I let her sleep it off.

Riley: That’s what she told us.

Tim: Maybe if you girls were nicer to her she wouldn’t have gotten so drunk.

Riley: Fine, I was a little bitchy after I had a few. I’ll apologize.

Tim: Thank you.

Riley: You really didn’t pop that cherry?

Tim: Would that make you jealous?

Riley: No. I’m your friend. I may love your cock, but we aren’t a couple.

Tim: Since we aren’t a couple, it’s none of your business.

Riley: Well played.

Tim: You wouldn’t like it if I went around telling people about what I do with you, would you?

Riley: I suppose not.

Tim: So, please respect Michelle’s privacy. She told you nothing happened. Let it go.

Riley: Fine, but you’d better find time this week to fuck my brains out!

Tim: It would be my pleasure. ;)

That night I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. The first summer session had officially started. The countdown to my leaving this place had began as well. I was leaving the only home I had ever known. It was terrifying, but it was necessary. Brady was asleep long before I finally drifted off.

~Sunday, June 15th – Thursday, June 19th~

The week had been exhausting, but fun. It looked like we had a good group of kids who were here for a good time and were mostly willing to follow instructions. Other than a fight between two thirteen year old boys over some game there were no real issues.

I took all of Sunday off. The day started with my usual run with Lauren, who found it hilarious that I had to let drunk camp counselors kick me out of my own bed. After the run, I made a trip to the store before coming home to relax with Brady and enjoy the day.

I finished Halcyon Nights, and I agreed with everyone I had talked to; there was a huge cliffhanger! I could not wait to get my hands on the third book, Halcyon Dust. Sadly, I had a year to wait, so I chose to discuss the book with Michelle. I mentioned the cliffhanger to Lauren as well, and she teased me about being a big baby who couldn’t wait for satisfaction.

Austin had Sunday off as well, so we spent the evening at my place watching sports and drinking beer. I still hadn’t told him I was leaving, I just couldn’t do it. Part of me felt like I was betraying not just my family, but all of my loyal employees as well.

It rained on Tuesday, with showers on and off again all day. There was no lightning, so we were able to continue with most of the planned activities. Michelle was getting slightly more comfortable talking in front of the kids, but still couldn’t really raise her voice and exert her authority.

Nikki continued flirting with me, and was very put out when I made a point of mentioning that she needed to treat Michelle better. She reluctantly agreed, and I did find out later that Riley apologized to Michelle. Nikki continued to mostly ignore the shy redhead. I wasn’t too worried, since they were all responsible, even if a little bratty on occasion.

Riley was off Wednesday night, and she invited herself to spend the night with me. That was a wild night. I fucked her three times, and in at least a dozen positions. She was light enough for me to hold her by the ass and bounce her up and down on my cock while standing up. The strawberry blonde kept her limbs wrapped tightly around me as she moaned and panted.

I fucked her in doggystyle and in missionary. I ate her out until she was nothing more than a drooling mess. I put Riley’s legs over my shoulders and held onto her tits while pumping her little pussy. The only thing I didn’t do was cum inside her. I gave her a titty-fuck and covered her tits and face, I came all over her ass and back, and a final load went in her mouth.

I knew she really wanted me to cum inside her. Riley didn’t care before, but my constant refusal made her feel like I didn’t fully trust her. We were having sex, but it was our friendship that meant the most to both of us. Me acting like I didn’t trust my friend bothered her to no end.

Fortunately, she was still content to fall asleep naked in my arms. Riley even woke me up with a blowjob on Thursday morning. Lacey used to do that. Lacey used to wake me up in the middle of the night because she wanted dick. I came in Riley’s mouth again, thinking of Lacey.

~Friday, June 20th~

“Morning, neighbor!” Lauren chirped when we met in our usual spot on Friday morning.

“Morning! Happy Friday!” I replied while Brady wagged his tail and looked back and forth between us.

“Happy Friday!” Lauren giggled, looking sexy in her usual running attire. “You ready for the Abbott Trails Summer Olympics?”

“No better way to celebrate the official first day of summer,” I smirked.

“I’ll be laying in my backyard in my bikini getting some sun,” she countered. “I’ll probably finish my romance novel, too. But sure, chasing around a bunch of kids sounds better.”

“Hey! It can be a lot of fun. I used to love this event!” I exclaimed.

“But not anymore?” Lauren wondered.

“Well, yeah, since, you know...” I stammered, feeling my sadness returning.

“Right. Shit. Sorry,” she stammered before closing the distance between us and hugging me tightly. “Wanna go back to talking about me in a bikini?”

“It might be surprising for a straight guy to say this, but a hot girl in a bikini can’t fix everything,” I laughed as I rubbed her back. “But, thanks for the offer.”

“All I got from that is you think I’m hot,” Lauren smirked at me when she took a step back.

“Eh,” I shrugged. “Lose the tail and you might be considered average.”

“If this is how you talk to the ladies I don’t understand how you ever get any tail,” she quipped.

“Oh, clever,” I rolled my eyes. “Maybe your personality is just too much of a turn off.”

“My personality is my best feature!” Lauren countered. “Along with my cheekbones.”

“You didn’t mention the boobs? Interesting,” I responded.

“Just because my tits keep you up at night doesn’t mean they’re all I think about,” she stuck out her tongue at me. “We’d be here all day if I listed off everything great about me. If you insist, though; I have great legs and a nice ass, too. Oh! Let’s not forget my eyes!”

“You’re definitely a blonde giant, but I am not seeing the jolly part yet,” I said.

“Using a girl’s childhood nickname against her? Low blow!” Lauren laughed. “You owe me an extra good tour of Abbott Trails.”

“Does tomorrow or Sunday work for you?” I asked.

“What about the kids?” she frowned in confusion. “I was expecting to have to wait for an off week.”

“Perks of being the owner; I don’t have to work weekends if I don’t feel like it,” I answered.

“That’s the opposite of being the owner!” she exclaimed. “If something goes wrong, you have to drop everything and deal with it.”

“Sure, but things are going smoothly right now,” I argued. “I’d be happy to show you around this weekend.”

“Tomorrow, then?” Lauren suggested, looking at me with sudden shyness. “I’ll go back to my place to shower and change after our run?”

“That’s fine,” I nodded.

Lauren and I started our run with Brady happily accompanying us. The run was mostly the same as every other morning, although we did run into a couple people riding horses. They weren’t camp horses, but rather horses owned by the neighbors a few miles down the road.

My beautiful neighbor lit up when she saw the horses, but I was more focused on Brady. I was remembering the first time he saw a horse. Puppy Brady was fascinated by the horse’s tail, and he had actually jumped up and tried to grab the flicking tail. The Labrador was lucky it was a very friendly horse.

Brady didn’t try and play with the horses, allowing Lauren and me to wave at the riders before continuing our run. Once we were back at the intersection, Lauren drew me into a hug and kissed my cheek. This had become our usual routine, and I was quite pleased. I was also worried, but I tried to ignore that feeling.

“Welcome to the Abbott Trails Summer Olympics!” I announced to cheers.

I was standing in front of the assembled campers while the counselors were beside me. We held the Summer Olympics for every summer session, but my favorite was always the one on the first day of summer. It was great when things just lined up perfectly. This was going to be my last summer here, and I was determined to make a few good memories.