Chapter 1

William had received the call a few weeks ago. The parents, on the other end, were almost frantic in their urgings. He calmly described his services: His group took troubled teens and helped them discover their self-sufficiency by fostering their personal growth and belief in themselves by using the tools he taught. He worked closely with the kids in the outdoors, teaching them survival as well as social skills, basically the same things that organizations like Outward Bound would do, but more personalized. He had trained with them and then had started his own small version with his partner, Lisa. The two had already helped many other kids, running them through a month-long course of physical and mental exercises.

But he was about to meet his match.

This particular request came from the parents of two blended families that had 4 girls; Palila, Tiare, Kalena, and Mele. All were 16 and 17 years old and, unfortunately for their parents, living up to some of their names: Palila -’spirit as free as a bird’, Mele -’rebellious woman’ though not so much with Tiare -’flower’ and Kalena -’chaste, pure.’

Several conversations and letters ensued (this was in the 1970s, long before email, cell phones, or the like) as details of the nearly month-long course were set. Little did Will know what was about to happen.

The day the girls arrived was much like the typical sending the kids off to camp. The only difference was that instead of dozens of families converging at some Camp Waha or whatever, there were just two cars, three parents, four girls, and twelve bags, which were greeted by Will and Lisa.

One thing the parents didn’t communicate was the stunning look of the girls as each piled out of their respective rides. He was about to discover that their ‘problem’ was one of unintentional seduction.

The girls were of mixed Polynesian and French descent that made them incredible beauties. Palila and Tiare’s hair was jet black and shoulder-length while Kalena and Mele bleached their shorter brown hair sandy blond. Palila’s and Mele’s eyes were both an incredible sapphire blue, stunning to just gaze into. Tiare’s hazel eyes were only slightly less captivating, particularly with her almost childlike innocence. While Kalena’s brown eyes mixed with her sandy bleached hair gave her a surfer girl look like her sister, Mele.

They were all around five feet tall, a few inches above and below, with little Tiare the shortest at only 4 foot 10 and 88 pounds. Their short heights just made them that much more adorable. All were thin but shaped with curves in all the right places. Shapes that you just wanted to put your arms around and hold close to you. Hips flared, thin waists, sexy legs, and busts perfectly proportioned to their sizes. Their skin tone was of someone well-tanned, with the subtle addition of no tan lines. Upon seeing the girls dressed in their short shorts, tops, and sandals, William suspected that at least some of the problems their parents relayed to him were peer-related. That is, boys continually hitting on them and girls jealous of them.

Most of the other teens Will and Lisa had worked with in the past were not the impressive creatures these four were. Here in front of them were true beauties that would grow into stunning women. Will could see that even Lisa was taken by their looks. He forced his concentration back to the tasks at hand, focusing on their parents and his welcoming them.

As Lisa showed everyone a tour of their camp, Will began dumping the girls’ dozen bags on the ground and picking out the ‘allowed’ items and stuffing them into four packs, one for each girl. He held nothing sacred, picked out three sets of clothes including tops, shorts, long pants, bras, panties, shoes, socks, bathing suit (all bikinis, as that’s all they brought), coat, gloves, pajamas, a tiny pile of necessities including tampons, meager grooming items and ... birth control pills for two of the girls. Williams’ eyes went up, surprised by that at their age, but then not surprised. He loaded all that would fit into a single backpack for each girl. Everything else, he tossed back into the other bags and loaded into the cars.

When Lisa arrived back with the herd, and after much wailing and gnashing of teeth with no respite, the parents hurriedly drove off, leaving their not so darling darlings behind. All the girls were angry, and they let Will know it in no uncertain terms.

“We can’t LIVE like this!” Palila wailed, the oldest by a few months at 17.

“This is STUPID! I can’t believe you WENT THROUGH our STUFF!” Kalena, the next oldest, yelled.

“I wanna GO HOME!” Tiare, the youngest, who had just turned 16, cried.

“You’re an ASSHOLE!” Mele, a few months older than Tiare, who then ranted a string of four-letter words.

Will just said, “Follow me,” turned and walked away, leaving them behind cussing and fuming. Lisa just watched to make sure they didn’t end up trying to run away as if there was anywhere to run to out here miles from anything in the mountains of Idaho.

Finally, the girls gave up, the youngest taking her pack and dragging it behind her as she followed after William, who was now nearly out of sight. The other girls grudgingly followed suit with Mele last, still cursing anyone in sight; in other words, poor Lisa, who said nothing but thought, ‘This girl needs some soap in her mouth’ as she followed behind them.

Will was sitting on the steps of their bunkhouse cabin, humming a little tune to himself as the girls eventually wandered up.

He pointed to the open door, “In there, feel free to pick any bunk. And pick up that pack, ah, Tiare. It’s for your back, not the ground. You’ll need it for the next month.”

Tiare glared at him but said nothing, picked up the bag and heaved it up the stairs and inside. By the time all the girls arrived, with Lisa heading up the rear, Will stood up and walked inside, leaving the rest still outside.

“Come in if you care, else feel free to sleep on the ground. Yell if you see a bear.”

The other girls nervously looked around and headed in. None of them had ever been out of the city, much less deep in the wilds of Idaho, and the shadows of evening were already starting to fall. The girls fought over the half dozen bunks, so Will picked up the packs of the instigators and dumped them each onto a bunk.

“Ok, there, I didn’t fold your stuff, so you might want the straighten them and inventory what you have ... this is all you get for a month. If you toss it, tear it or throw it, then you don’t have it.”

“Lisa will tell you details of supper tonight. If you don’t want to eat, then don’t show up. It’s your decision, not mine. The wild animals will appreciate your dinner,” he fibbed.

Will walked out, and Lisa handed them a single page sheet with various rules. She went over the details as they moaned and groaned.

“Any questions?”

“Where’s the bathroom?” Important information for any girl.

“The outhouse is down the trail to the left of the cabin. I’m going there now if you want to follow me. Else, look for the signs.”

She headed out, and like little ducks, the girls reluctantly followed, unwilling to go alone. The evening air was already cooling down. They discovered the outhouse was a single person at a time, with a little stick you placed on the ground in front to indicate “busy.” The girls tussled for places in line while Lisa ignored them and went in.

When she came out, Kalena opened the door, “Yuck, THIS STINKS!” but she went in anyway. The other girls complained the entire time while standing there, but Lisa just sat waiting down the trail a bit of an old log. She had previously explained to them that only pee, poo, and toilet paper went in there. Everything else, including feminine products, went into the trash bag.

“YUCK! I don’t LIKE this! My period is next week!” complained Palila.

“No problem. We’ll be out on the trail by then.”

“What does that mean?”

“You’ll see then.”

Finally, all were finished and headed to the camp kitchen where they discovered, to their terrible dismay, that THEY had to PREPARE their dinner themselves! Mele refused and sat pouting, but Tiare had seemed to already shift her attitude a bit after Will came over to her and showed her how to peel potatoes. He came up beside her, taking the peeler from her hands, his momentarily touching hers. He peeled a potato and then handed the peeler back. She slyly mishandled the peeler, wanting more of his attention. He took her hands in his, showing her the proper method of holding and peeling. She blushed at his touch, and even though she had gone through several boyfriends, flitting from one to the other, more like a butterfly than a ‘flower,’ none had been much older than her, unlike William. And none were as cute as William. Or as tall as William. Or as strong as William. William. Will. She, Tiare, ‘Flower,’ was beginning to bloom around him in just these few minutes. She blushed at her thoughts.

He turned and left her to her task. He and Lisa continued giving each of the girls, sans Mele, their various jobs for making supper. Complaints and moans continued as well.

William went over to Mele, kneeling down in front of her, softly talking to her downturned face. He’d seen this many times; instant homesickness and rebellion. His voice calming and commanding, kept her attention. After some discussion, she finally got up and took the plates he handed to her for her to set out. She may be rebellious, but Will was hard to ignore. Most other adults around her, her parents, her teachers, just fussed and yelled at her, and so she yelled back, but William didn’t fuss. He stated things as they were. His instincts and personality just seemed to resonate with troubled teens.

He had been told about each of the girls’ issues, so had some forewarning, though he was about to discover things even their parents didn’t know.

As a team, he and Lisa both complemented each other. They both matter-of-factly handled teens, with Lisa being the more compassionate one, offering a listening ear without judgment, and with complete confidentiality. Teens learned they could spill their feelings to her, even if it were concerning William, without worrying about repercussions. She would help point out suggestions and give them a direction while not letting them stall and dwell on things.

Will and Lisa also had been lovers in the past, but now had ended up as friends. Friends with benefits, ever since they had started the business together. They liked helping troubled kids and showing them that the world was more significant than just home, school, mall...

After dinner and the cleanup, which was another surprise and cause for more moans and groans, they all headed back to the bunkhouse. Will and Lisa had separate little rooms attached at each end of the building. With this and windows that were hard to open without lots of noise, their charges could not sneak out without being detected. Even going to the outhouse was easily detected from the squeaking flooring and creaking steps. The girls moaned and groaned about this as well, but they took up Lisa and even Will’s offers to get up with them and walk with them there and back, not wanting to meet any of the local fauna in the dark that first night.

Near midnight, Will heard one of the girl’s light knock on his door. It was Tiare.

“Will, ah, I need...” a sheepish whisper.

“Sure. No problem.” He groggily awoke and pulled on his shorts.

As they walked down the path, lit by his red headlamp, she slyly slid her hand into his. He reluctantly accepted it, though he knew he would have to work on her clinginess; that was what her parents saw.

“The stars are so beautiful! I’ve never imagined it would be so...” she ventured.

She had snuck out of her home many times to meet boys, but she had never been away from the city lights.

“ ... and the darkness,” she looked hesitantly around.

“It’s ok. You realize that most animals are more afraid of us. It’s very rare for anything to ever happen. That’s why when something does happen, it’s on the news. Most animals stay well away from people.”

He stood outside, handing her his little red light as she went hesitantly into the outhouse. Every sound was amplified in the dark. He had to put it out of his mind the sound of her pulling down her PJs and peeing. She came out, bashfully, and washed her hands in the cold water from a bucket. They walked back in silence, her hand back into his again.

At the cabin, she tiptoed up the steps ahead of him and stopped as he started to come up. Her height now even with him and unexpectedly, she turned to face him, inches from his face.

He whispered, so close to her face, “Ok, now that you know the way, it’s up to you. I’m not a baby sitter, and you are not a baby!”

“Thank you,” she said simply and quickly kissed his cheek, turned and hastily went inside. Will stood for a moment as he absently watched her little bottom disappear inside. He took a breath, cleared his mind, reminded himself that this was inappropriate, and he would have to break this before...

He opened the door to the cabin, and there stood the other three girls.

“You guys too?” he rolled his eyes.

“No, we wanted to see the STARS!” all gleeful as if a new adventure.

He led them out as they oohed and aahed at the sight of the sky full of stars with the Milky Way arching across.

Finally settled in their beds, Will and Lisa left them for each of their own, separate rooms. Had there been boys in the group, Will would have been with them over in the other cabin, but this time they all stayed in one. Each cabin had two little rooms at each end, with single beds, and the four bunk beds in between. The girls all took bottom bunks, more for just for ease of getting in and out than anything.

A little later, Palila felt her sister, Tiare, climbing into bed with her.

“Can I sleep here? I’m lonely.” Tiare whispered quietly.

Palila opened her covers and wrapped her arms around Tiare. At home, the two sisters had always been close ... very close. The two snuggled together. Palila kissed Tiare. She returned the kiss. They softly traded more kisses and hugs as they comforted each other.

Palila felt Tiare’s hand slide down her side and to the skin below her belly button. She kissed Tiare more intensely; their tongues touched and danced together, arousing familiar feelings inside them. They had done this many times back home when they felt sad or lonely or angry at their parents or the world in general. Palila’s hand slid down Tiare’s side as well, not stopping. Her fingertips touched Tiare’s PJ elastic. She pushed underneath as Tiare sucked in a breath flattening her tummy. Palila’s hand softly slid over Tiare’s short fuzzy mons and then lightly touched the top of her slit, her clit. She ran her fingers in little circles, widening to take in more of her labia. Tiare’s cleft was small and symmetrically shaped as if accenting her symmetrical facial and body features.

A fingertip slid through Tiare’s slit, parting her little pussy lips as Tiare sucked in another breath. The two kissed again, tips of tongues playing as Palila’s fingers twirled and touched. Tiare quivered, opening her legs more. Palila’s fingertip found her sister’s opening and pushed lightly in. She bent her finger, now inside Tiare, adding pressure just inside her vagina wall. Tiare’s breathing became erratic, near panting, little jerks to her pelvis as Palila’s fingers danced in circles and in and out.

Tiare bit her lip and suppressed her moan as her climax hit. Her eyes opened wide. She squeezed Palila’s hand with her legs and Palila’s back with her arms as her body trembled in small fits as her orgasm flashed through her. Palila kissed her sister deeply as tears slid down Tiare’s face. Slowly, Tiare’s breathing calmed and quieted. The two fell asleep together.

Early the next morning, after yet more complaining, with Lisa pulling away their blankets while Will beat a garbage can lid outside the girls hauled themselves up. Lisa was only slightly surprised to find Palila and Tiare snuggled in the same bed together, but said nothing, only giving them a smile.

The girls all dressed in the cold of the cabin, and Lisa led them out, pointing to the outhouse and afterward taking them to the outdoor shower. To the girl’s consternation and doubt, she showed them how one person worked the hand pump while the other showered. Yes, there’s the curtain, there’s the pump, the soap, the towel. Yes, there’s only cold water. No, you won’t die! No, you use this soap as shampoo, too. It’s biodegradable, and you are right, it has no fragrance. Bees and stinging flies like perfumes. No, you don’t want bees and flies stinging you.

At home, it could take an hour each for the simplest of a shower, makeup, and hair. The girls discovered that five minutes under this cold water was more than enough, and there was no makeup or hairdryer.

Lisa helped the first time to be sure the girls got the hang of it. Palila went first. She purposefully disrobed right in front of Lisa, showing off her perfectly sculpted body, full teen breasts, nipples hard in the cold air and colder water, flat stomach with its innie belly button, and her black muff mons diving between her legs. Even Lisa was impressed by this young beauty. Palila turned and wiggled her bare butt and pouty lips as she stepped into the shower, and Kalena began to operate the pump.

“COLD!!!” she yelled.

Lisa just laughed, turned, and left, “When you guys are finished, breakfast will be back at the kitchen.”

Surprisingly, the four turned up at the kitchen is barely a half-hour. All were dressed and with towel wrapped hair.

“OH, NO! We have to MAKE breakfast? We’re STARVED!” “You’re MEAN!”

Will and Lisa just laughed and assigned tasks, kidding them that the local animals liked bacon and eggs even if the girls didn’t. No work, no food. Mele again sat gloomy and stubborn, only relenting when Will stood over her, holding out the plates she had had to wash the night before. She hadn’t figured out why she was so easily swayed by William while at home, her parents could fuss and yell and punish her all day, and she wouldn’t budge. She blushed at what she was thinking.

They spent that first full day doing various typical trust-building exercises; besides the usual fall backward catches and the like, they did a short 50 foot repel, which Mele and Palila admitted they loved, while Kalena and Tiare had to be coaxed repeatedly by Will. Tiare relented only after Will pried her fingers off his arm, and she became embarrassed, so wanted to show Will she could do it.

Kalena, though, was frozen at the edge and kept looking down.

“Kalena! Look at ME! Don’t look anywhere but at me!” Will ordered.

She stared into his stern eyes, hers’ full of fright. He talked to her, reminding her that Mele and the others made it okay and that he wouldn’t let anything happen to her. His blue eyes captivated her. She felt nervous and heated, unrelated to the task. Her heart, already racing, skipped a beat as he placed each of her hands on the rope, his fingers touching hers, and adjusted the harness as it slid between her legs, across her hips, and around her back. She blushed at her reactions to his touches and closeness. She trusted him. She obeyed as he talked her through walking backward over the edge, her eyes never leaving his, letting her legs do their own work. By the time the spell was broken, she was already halfway down the face of the cliff.

At the bottom, they all laughed animatedly and recounted their adventure, hugging Lisa and each other as Will dropped down beside them. They all rushed him, hugging him and talking at once. Tiare nearly leaped into his arms and even snuck a quick kiss to his cheek. He just laughed at them all.

Back at the kitchen making lunch, they were all still buzzing from the morning’s activities. And all were trying to impress Will with their newly found “skills.” Their favorite was to feign falling backward, making him catch them.

“Will, I’m FALLING! I TRUST you to CATCH me!” giggling the entire time.

Lisa just laughed at their antics. Most of their previous “clients” had usually taken days before they started coming around, but these girls just bloomed instantly. It was pretty evident that their problems where purely how their parents treated them, with either too much babying or too little love and attention as well as just the boredom of day to day upper-middle-class life.

The rest of the day was more team and self-confidence building, including constructing a rope and log bridge, then walking across it over a creek, as well as running an obstacle course, rock climbing along a low wall, and more. By supper, the girls were exhausted and only wanted some cereal and then off to bed.

Lisa and Will sat out on the steps of the cabin, talking about the girls.

“You know, Will, some of the girls are already sweet on you.”

He laughed. “Well, I am a handsome, available male.”

“Well, being the ONLY male around, handsome isn’t much of a requirement!” she kidded.

He smiled and looked at her. Lisa leaned to him and kissed him. He returned her kisses, which turned into tight hugs. She looked at the cabin door, stood up, and took Will’s hand. They crept away towards the shower. Little did they know, but they were being followed.

At the shower, Lisa quickly undressed. Will hung a sun shower bag he had filled earlier that day, undressed and opened the valve, letting the warm water flow over them as they kissed in the shower. Will washed Lisa’s short brown hair, then her shoulders, arms, hands, and onto her breasts. He kissed each breast and sucked on each nipple. His hands went down her soft, well-muscled abdomen and to her mons then between her legs as she widened her stance.

Lisa’s hands went over Will’s chest and arms and down his rippled belly to his now stiffening member. Both her hands wrapped it, rubbing it, and then sliding it between her legs as he moved to rub it against the lips of her labia folds. His fingers intertwined with hers as he slid into her slit and then up into her warm tightness, the water, and their moisture easing his way. Her arms went around him, one leg lifting behind him, wrapping around the back of his thigh. His hands on her hips and under her thigh, balancing her, moving together as their rhythm build.

His mind wandered to Tiare with her hand in his. Then to Kalena, so scared as her eyes were glued to his. Their beauty and sense of innocence. Their sexy teen youthfulness. Their bodies! He felt himself building as he humped Lisa. Lisa moaned, and her belly quivered as she moved towards her climax. The water slowed, running out, but they didn’t notice. They also didn’t notice that outside two young teen girls, Tiare and Kalena were watching, catching glimpses around the curtain opening. Their eyes glued to the scene, their own bodies heating, faces blushing and arms wrapped around each other, unconsciously stroking each other’s arms and sides. Tiare’s heart raced and desire built between her legs as Will and Lisa made love behind the partially open shower curtain.

Will paused, and Lisa moved away, coming out of the shower, dripping and naked, holding Will’s hand. Tiare and Kalena still hidden, sucked in a breath when they saw Will’s hard penis bouncing behind Lisa. Lisa leaned forward, hands against the wood stump that held the water bucket, and presented her butt to Will. He came up behind her, his hands went to her hips, and his stiff manhood slid between her legs. She widened her stance, and one hand went between her legs, assisting him in entering her slit from behind. She gasped as he went into her.

The two teens panted at the scene unfolding before them. They had encounters with boys, but this was full-on live adult sex, happening in front of them. Tiare’s hand pushed down her pajamas and slid in between her legs. She felt Kalena’s hand come over hers. The two interwove fingers, and they began to rub her clit and pussy lips in unison. Tiare turned to Kalena and kissed her on the lips, their tongues tangling before finally turning back to look. It was getting dark now and harder to see, but they could hear the two lovers humping and moaning still.

Lisa bit her lip to stifle her cry as her orgasm rippled across her. Her body jerked and quivered under Will’s as he exploded into her, pumping his sperm into her.

“Ah! Gaud, Lisa, I’m coming!” he moaned, eyes defocused.

Tiare heard those words, and her own orgasm exploded over her. She held her breath and stifled her moan to keep from making any sounds. Kalena kissed her and held her. Her own desires still wanting. She wanted to make love. To make love to Will just as Lisa did.

Will recovered and pulled out of Lisa with a soft plop, dripping fluid from his softening prick. Lisa felt drips down her inner thigh.

She softly whispered, “I think I need another shower.”

He smiled and helped her as the two horny teens snuck back to their cabin, their minds racing.

The next several days were spent in ever-increasing exercises of fitness and self-reliance. The girls finally started to do things on their own, like waking up, making meals, cleaning up ... Lisa was still their confidant and den mother when one of the girls would crack under the strain. She had listened to Palila and Kalena’s homesickness, to Mele cuss and complain that she had to do more chores than the others, and then there was Tiare;

“Lisa, ah, are you and Will ... ah ... a couple? I mean, are you and Will dating?”

“Tiare, well no, we are friends and business partners. Why?”

“Oh, ah, nothing. I just wondered. I just thought...” Tiare looked down at the floor, inspecting it for nothing in particular.

Lisa smiled. Will had told her about Tiare, but over the last several days, all of the girls were showing interest in Will. Not surprisingly. It’s the mix of a father figure, teacher and of course his good looks. With him being only 25, younger than their parents, but older and more mature than teen boys, made him more attractive as well. Forbidden fruit. Lisa didn’t know that all the girls also knew about that night of lovemaking. Though she had picked up on their whispers, looks, and giggles every so often and suspected something was up.

Will had thought he had slowed Tiare’s affections down, as she hadn’t been trying to hold his hand as much. Little did he realize that all four girls were now aware of his... ‘physical attributes.’ They did seem to need extra help with things more often. Like leaning up against him while he adjusted their climbing harnesses, saying it was too tight or too loose, or getting hurts and scrapes that needed his hands touching their feet, legs, arms, and hands, or tying their shirts up to bare their midriffs and hips.

But it was the next team exercise that escalated the sexual tension.

“Ok girls, tomorrow we are going to be doing river rafting, so this afternoon we will practice commands and self-rescue techniques. You need to put on your bathing suits for this one.”

When the girls returned, he realized that this was going to be a bit more interesting than usual; he hadn’t noticed how skimpy the girl’s bikinis were when he repacked their gear that first day. Now all around him were four hot little teens in the barest of minimum of covering. Butt cracks filled with tiny material leaving cheeks free, mons pushing outwards, gapping material stretched across curved pelvic bones, and breasts that would barely stay covered; four sets of nipples poking through.

And Will was by himself for this one as Lisa was packing the rafting supplies for the next day.

As they put on vests, each of the girls made sure that Will helped them with adjustments, holding onto his arms as he went around to each, pulling straps and tugging on their vests to be sure they were tight. When he came to Kalena and pulled on her vest straps, she fell forward towards him, making him catch her in his arms. She giggled and blushed at his contact as her arms went against his chest, and she smiled up at his face. This close, he could smell the natural fragrance of her hair. Without perfumes, her scent was more enticing than he wanted to admit.

“Will, help me, I think I’ve messed up,” Mele called, drawing his attention away from Kalena.

He unbuckled Mele’s vest, opened it to straighten it only to see two perfectly shaped, well-endowed, but thinly covered breasts, with their little eraser nubs pushing out the material. Her chest moving in and out to her deepening breaths. He had to carefully close and re-buckle her vest, avoiding touching her youthful mounds as he worked to regain his composure. Looking at her eyes as he tugged her vest straps, her lips parted. He could see her yearning for a kiss. He resisted.

Finally, all were ready. Will had them lift and carry the 6 person raft down to the water.

“UGG! This is HEAVY!” they all complained, moaning the few dozen feet down to the river’s edge.

At the water, he watched them all climb in; butt cracks, barely covered pussy lips, and camel toes greeted Will as they ungracefully entered the raft and took a position. He had to exhale and urge his little man to relax to keep from tenting his board shorts after the view. He waded into the cold river water pushing the raft and cooling his blood.