A Church Camp for Girls

by Muriel

That's where I at that odd first night. I was 12. and kinda normal I thought. Raised on the south, Lutheran. Lutherans are sorta like Catholics, but Martin Luther figured out that, Jesus was salvation, not the Virgin Mary. and I was deciding, Being a virgin was not quite what I wanted to be.. All have, Christ as Gods atonement for us.The virgin Mary was just his mother. At 12 I didn't even question it. We were taught that, though sex and sinning was bad, Christ had died for our sins. Believing in Christ and repenting of our sins was all we had to do for salvation. But the church society still said sex without marriage was the worst sin of all.

Any wonder why girls, boys too are screwed up sexually? What is the truth? We are taught that Santa brings us the presents at Christmas time. But Christ is the reason for the season. So just when we decide that pleasing Santa is all there is all good; we're told. "there is not; nor ever anybody like Santa we grew to worship in our secret, heart deep prayers. I remember praying for Barbie Fashion collection set from Santa Clause. Yet we're to believe still, in everything our parents and church taught us about God and Jesus. No wonder happy pills are so popular.

My mother caught me masturbating in my early morning revelry back during the past Christmas week end. She was So embarrassed. simply put: needed more faith based training to avoid such sinful actions. And Daddy told her I wasn't getting a whipping for this. GOD did call for it. Whew!. My younger sister was thrilled. The Idea of me not sharing our bedroom for two weeks was just her ticket. And My older brother, Jacob told me; "Shhhh. I do it to. But at least you'll get two weeks at the beach."

So, the second Friday in June, Daddy drove me to the retreat. It was actually the YMCA/Boy Scout camp in years passed. Several denominations pooled together for the place. And I wasn't at Folly Beach either. They just kept the name after hurricane Hazel in 1954 destroyed the original retreat. It was on the eastern end of the Isle Of Palms, on the other side of Charleston, S. C. There were 6 cabins a great room, dining hall, and lots of beach and sand dunes.

There were 6 girls in each cabin here at the Folly Beach Faith Center. There was a kitchen with a table and benches and three like cubbyhole rooms. There weren't actual doors, just the folding type. There was a toilet, and sink, The showers were next to the meeting hall, main dining room set up. The cabins were behind the sand dunes and beneath some sea oak trees, strewn with Spanish moss. It was with in easy listening to hear the surf and breeze. It was mid June, and warm so the shutters were open and the screens let in the air, but thankfully, not the mosquitoes. I should be sound asleep by now. Elizabeth Lodge had me wide awake

The lesson from the first afternoons bible study, and our councilor, Christy Folsum had caused a big discussion about sex. But it wasn't the discussion that had me wide awake. It was Elizabeth Lodge.

Let me say some more about me then. I'm Amanda Tarlton. Directly related to the nastiest soldier of the British Army in the Revolutionary war. Banastier Tarlton. He had a French merchants daughter stripped and whipped for mistakenly for mispronouncing his name, and not being formally introduced. She 14. Daddy told me about how well he was treated by his former enemies changed his whole life. He married and had seven kids. After all the horrific things he'd done, he came to regret and set some little aright.

Back to me.

I was a string bean, like many 12 year old girls. Daddy said I lanky was pretty. But Daddy's are supposed to say that. My hair was all and dark brown. I didn't like my stringy brown hair, so Mom's cousin Shirley cut it for me last week, So now my hair was just past the bottom of my ears. I think I have nice eyes, my nose, eh, well it's my nose. It's too skinny.

My mother said, while we were shopping for clothes and swimsuit for this week; ",, It's a good thing for you they don't want you wearing a two piece. You don't have enough chest to hold anything up." she's right on that, she seems determined to make an issue of my tit-lessness. Daddy said,"they'll grow." At least he wasn't mean about it.

Lots of people said I have nice smile, even with the braces. I was a little freckled. 5' 1" and 92 pounds. I was still skinny. My butt was getting fatter though. I guess that was good. My nipples like me to touch them. So did my cunny thing down there. I only did those things after I was sure everyone else was asleep. Well, on Saturday mornings, if I woke up early enough I did all I could, you know, get off?.

And I liked boys OK, but found myself staring at the ladies in MADEMOISELLE and COSMOPOLITAN. Especially the exercise ones because the ladies were naked. I didn't know why my Dad got in trouble with my Mom for having PLAYBOY magazines. But the ladies in moms magazines were just a naked. And I don't know why I was staring so much at the women. Just they look like what I wanted to be like somehow. Every time I looked at them, I got all itchy down there. So I stopped wondering and just looked, and fingered,, and hoped, something.

But now I was staring at Elizabeth Lodge. She was definitely doing something under her covers, that made her groan and grunt. She seemed to very much like what she was doing, The reason I was staring wasn't just that. But if she was doing what she seemed very much to be doing, then she had lied at the Bible study, and at supper, and after the sing along.

Now, Elizabeth Lodge was what is unfair about girls. She is a whole month younger than me. She's prettier too. Here hair is honey colored. she's 1 inch shorter than me, and has boobs. Not like they are huge, you just can't miss seeing them. Or I can't ignore them. I haven't actually seen them yet. But they push out her T-shirt so,, Oh! I just didn't know why I look at her and other girls with breasts when mine are just little puffs. It just wasn't right.

And there are her eyes, they are too special. Just light blue. Even Ms. Folsom said she has a really pretty face. But she's got a lot to learn.

I thought that was odd. We were here to learn about God and Jesus and all, I thought. Ms. Folsom said what she did, that didn't sound like Sunday School. Almost like she is in girl boy love with Elizabeth. But Elizabeth looks all girl. Did church ladies?? I was confused.

Elizabeth Lodge, said the most high, mighty sounding things earlier in the introduction session. That she was going to wait until She was married before she let any man or boy do those naughty, nasty things with her. And she wasn't going to sin with them either!

Well yeah, Duhhuh!! We all had that idea, mostly. She just was so prissy pot about it. Me I was just itchy for something I had no idea what was really. it just felt good. I didn't feel guilty about most of what i heard so far, That wasn't much though.

And if that wasn't enough for miss high and mighty, she waited until most of the other girls had their shower before she washed up. She didn't think it was proper to see each other naked. Even if it was in the shower. At a Church camp. Didn't she know Eve was naked until the serpent and that apple?

For me, it was all I could do not enjoy the sight of other girls all soapy and shiny. And I was just as curious about boys, men actually.

Elizabeth Lodge, waking me up in the middle of the night, the first night here, doing herself. Right there, in the bed, only 3 feet from me. So I first rolled up on my side to watch in the night light of the cabin, as she certainly had her right hand between her legs, and her right, all over her breasts. Moaning a groaning. Not too loud I hoped. I wanted her to finish. It was warming my itchy too, So I let my right hand follow Elizabeth's idea.

I was just tingling, but Elizabeth was there at the waterfall edge.The high feeling and drop from doing herself. She was getting louder. If I were her with hand on boobs like hers, I'd be hollering.

Then came that shutter I knew all to well. The final release for the girls body to the excitement that, that for now, she or me or the other girls could only do for ourselves. I was scared the whole cabin would hear her. I guess, because our cubical was the one with the toilet between the other two, maybe the sound didn't carry. But it did, But it was later we found out.

Elizabeth sank back down in her bunk, and as she deeply breathed in, she opened sleepy, glassy eyes. She looked up to the ceiling, figuring out she wasn't in her bed at home. She breathed in real slow and deep before she looked over at me. She was scared. She jerked her blanket all the way over her head. She said in a crying whisper, "Amanda! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me, I sinned in your sight."

I whispered back, "I forgive you for nothing, You did what I was doing."

"But it's a sin. Me and you are going to hell, and you know it!"

I sat up, dropping y feet to the floor. My T-shirt nightie hanging so loose from my shoulders, my nipples didn't even touch the cloth. "Did you like the pizza tonight?"

"Of course. what does that have to do with, doing, nasty?!, things I just did." Elizabeth wailed softly under her bed cover.

"Didn't Ms. Folsom tell us, Jesus died for our sins?" By now I was sitting up cross legged on the cot, with my blanket over my legs.

"Well. Yeah, But Mama said it's an indecent thing to do." Elizabeth is from Milwaukee Wisconsin. That nasally tone to her came out clear.

"So is throwing a snowball at some one who doesn't know it's coming, but it's still fun to do. Besides. I think most people play with themselves. Most people turn out OK. That's what my Daddy said on the way here. My Mom caught me doing that too. That's why I'm here as far as she cares. after all, 'what would the neighbors think?' Redemption and salvation was my cure."

"But we've been redeemed." I decided to wriggle out of my cot and slipped over to hers. I was scared We'd wake up the whole group. "I ain't done anything like what you said all night, but neither did you. Just pray, Jesus loves you. Now go back to sleep. " I just rubbed her arm some, and Elizabeth seemed peaceful at last. " You were forgiven before you were born."

Elizabeth pulled her head out of her blanket; "You know about snowball fights in South Carolina"?

"It snows here every other year. not like you folks get, but enough to know about throwing snowballs. And It's fun."

Now she's easing up to me." You promise not to tell anyone?"

"God already knows,, Who who else would I tell?"

Even with her hair all a muss, She looked so nice, I wanted too,,, Oh never mind. I was scaring me again. That sigh of feeling forgiven washing over her was a joy enough to see.

"You promise not to be so talky, about how bad it is, I won't tell anyone. Besides; Lying is breaking a commandment too.That's real trouble. Go to sleep. "I tapped her forehead, then her cheek, with my finger. Good night Elizabeth."

She said, " Goodnight my friend. " Oh me oh my, her smile. I slipped back to my cot. The one with the squeaky springs. It wasn't fair!

For now. there was only one sensible thing to do. Dig my hole till I went over the falls. Squeaky springs and all.

The next thing I knew, there was daylight creeping in the widows, and a squirrel or two scampering over the roof. I was stretching in the covers awake when I felt something, someone on my bed. so I opened my eyes.

Jeana Fryer, the other girl from Wisconsin who looked so neat yesterday was looking at me. All that shiny red hair tumbled down her face, not yet fully brushed. She's already dressed for the breakfast meeting in the Navy blue shorts and white prinT-shirt uni's we were given.

"Hey Amanda, What all that noise last night? Was it you? Her" both?"

"What noise?" I was keeping my promise, for now.

"Ah, come onnnn." In here very upper midwest nasally voice. " All that moaning and groan. Don't tell me you didn't hear it."

"I didn't think it was that loud. I'm used to it." Now I'm lying, sort of. " I'm that not used to it, just well. I need to figure i out of this pickle. "I'm sorry if I bothered you."

"Shoot. It sounded like someone was having a good time. " She leans to me grinning a little, her greenish-blue eyes hoping it was me doing it last night. " It sounded like you and Elizabeth and you were talking after the other noise. You are sooo lucky. " She looked somewhere between hopeful it was she and Elizabeth, or me, or just of sure of anything. When she sighed, her chest pulled in and her boobs tried to hide.

I Sat up starting to get up, "Uuuh,, huhh, She was having a nightmare. I just told her she was homesick. I was too. But I am happy she's here. We need to be friends, We prayed and went back to sleep."

Jeana jumped up close to me. "Yeah, I'm Sooo sure. If she has another nightmare. I want to be in it." Jeana was almost giggly-gooey talking. " Karen and me thought you and here were, , you two, you know, doing something?"

"OK now Jeana. Like I said, Elizabeth said she had a nightmare. That's all." My eyes didn't keep up with my story. I really was concerned about Jean's body than that. I just knew she'd pick up on my eyes. Then it was her hug was the give away. She has firm little knots for boobs. Oh my goodness. My knots seemed to like hers too! She made me feel them with my flat self. I was getting more confused my the hour. At least. My booblets were alive. Lord knows I felt good.

"Tell ya what, we'll hang out today. Elizabeth could use some friends. You too. Let go get breakfast while there is some."

I were, Jeana was ready for some other than grits, and eggs. for breakfast. Well not Jeana so much. Being a Yankee and all. Grits were a whole different experience from Hashed Brown and onions. Elizabeth came to the dining room right behind us. She smelled of Ivory soap and looked. Oh Goodnees sakes she looked good enough to eat.

I found my clean up kit, grabbed my shorts from my bag, and a different shirt, and escaped to the toilet to get ready for the day. This is Church camp for girls? I did the poop, pee, brush the teeth, things. I saw me in the mirror as I washed my face, then the wash cloth scrub of my cunny. That was just not fair. already I'm getting confused and antsy for Elizabeth. Now Jeana is interested in at least the discussion of sex. Ms Folsom seems odd. And I washed my privates three whole times.

When got out of the toilet, there were Akia, the Japanese looking girl, from New Mexico and Chrystal from Georgia roomie there too.

"Sorry I took so long." I offered apologies.

"From what we heard last night. There's no wonder. Did you two have a good time?" Akia teased.

"Oh? What do think you heard? Elizabeth was having a nightmare. " She woke me up, I let her know she was safe. Then she said she was homesick. I told her I was too. We prayed, and went back to sleep."

"Uh huhh. Right. If I have a bad dream tonight, will you comfort me like that?" Chrystal eased very close to me. She has the shiniest long blond hair. Really blue eyes too. She lowered them in a catty look. " We heard the bed springs Amanda."

"No really, she was just homesick, It woke me too."

"If you say so." Akia came even closer, teasing my right nipple through my T-shirt.

"You all stop. Amanda is right. I woke up in a strange place and was scared. Amanda talked to me and let me know that is normal the first night in a strange place. I've never been to anyplace like this. not in my whole life." Elizabeth had taken a shower, Oh my, she was still steamy. Now about to brush her teeth too. I knew all three of us were ready to get all over her.

She moved beside me, hooking her arm in mine. Oh my, her right boob are caressing my left arm. She lead us to the table, while telling the other girls, Jeana and Karen too. " Amanda is my new friend, but so are you."

"That is nice to see. All of you girls getting to know each other, and be friends.That is a big part of what we are here to do. We are to learn to love each other as Christ loves us." Ms. Christy Folsom sang.She scared to rest of the pee out of me. Where'd she come from?!?

I know I snickered inside too, because, I'm not certain Ms. Folsom's idea of Christ's love was what were were discussing. It did get me out of anymore explanations and on to breakfast, and the days fun activities.

After breakfast, we went to the beach for about ninety minuets to look for sea shells and discuss forgiveness. Then a Bible study, lunch and work on rag dolls for underprivileged children. A walk around the camp ground. Another short prayer meeting, and Shrimp and Grits supper.

After supper all 60 of us girls and councilors watched a movie "The Gosple of John", then another talk, the off to our cabins and, in my case a shower, and tooth brushing.

There were 6 or eight girls there in the shower. None were Elizabeth or the other cabin mate It's an open room, with the 4 shower heads on a pole in the middle, the soap trays on the pole. There was no avoiding looking at the other girls. all those tits, butts, pussys. Some hairy. Others, not so much. Some fat, some skinny like me. Others? keep your hands on I said to me.

There was a Mexican girl and 2 Vietnamese girls. The rest were various shades of white and tan lines. I soon decided I loved this. I could, and did look and talk with the other girls. Some not so pretty. others with even flatter chests than me. But all gloriously naked.

Jeana and Chrystal came in too. Oh my Chrystal is cute, that nearly black hair and light skin. And boobs poking out of her chest with, 'squeeze me' all over them. Jeana was even better to look at now too. Her breast actually have some droop to them.

Chrystal turned to another girl, almost as pretty, named Alicia. "Will you wash my back? I'll wash yours." I nearly fainted.

Alica said, 'sure' right away. She turned her back to Chrystal and soon Alicia's back was all soapy.

"That looks nice, don't it?" Jeana asked.

"It does look nice."

"I'll do yours." She said. I thought for a moments and decided, 'why not,' a started to turn my back to Jeana.

"Nope, Amanda, don't turn." I think I sucked most of the air out of the shower. Jeana stepped right up to me. Her face, and breasts, everything inches away from me. I only saw her breasts for some reason. She had a soapy cloth at the ready, and reached round my back with it and her other arm, and began rubbing the slippery wetness over my back. It was wonderful, that feeling, but I was so nerve racked.

She had such a naughty grin when I looked at her, then she said. "You can wash my back at the same time." I reached for my cloth and soak with out a second thought. Electricity and water did mix here. My reaching, fell us together, her nipples saying hello to mine. My thighs, and arms greeting Jeana. I noticed the other girls starting to do the same thing. Alicia and Chrystal too.

Then lights flickered. That was the signal for us to hurry up. So we did. But none of wanted to quit. five minuets to lights out.

"Rats!!" I said. Jeana just giggled a hugged even closer. We let go. I know I never saw a look in anyones eyes like Amanda had before early this morning. Elizabeth had that smoky look in her eyes too. This Church camp for girls was going far different from what Mom thought it would.me too. Thank you Jesus!

Me and Jeana and Chrystal and, robed up. Karen had been here with Akia already. I real think Jeana would of walked naked to the cabin if she thought she wouldn't get in trouble. Just her luck; Ms.Tyson. the retreat sports director walked in to check on us.and called her over about something.

The rest headed back to tour cabins. It was still a little light out. Inside Elizabeth, Akia, were writing in the diary's we were all to keep.

"Where is Jeana?" Akia wondered.

"Ms. Tyson wanted to talk to her. I guess she'll be here soon." I let them know.

"OKie." Akia almost laughing, as she sat back. " I bet we don't see before breakfast." For 14, She seemed to know things I had no clue about.

"Why?" In spite of the shower and my awakening body and mind very recently shower.

"You think Ms.Tyson is?, Weird?" Elizabeth was shocked as me. I'd never thought of such. A Church lady and all.

"Weird?" Akia curled her bottom lip as to say. that's different. " If you call it weird, OK. Or lesbian."

Most of the air got sucked up just then. Shocking for me and Elizabeth. Could be for the other three for their own feelings.

"What make you say that? " I was stunned, trying to imagine the idea of Ms. Tyson doing something with Amanda. Though I'd just felt the reality 10 minuets ago. I was still tingly from that.

"God you two. Look at Ms. Tyson. All cute, but looking like a gym rat. Lots of tomboy looking girls are, that way."

"Gay? Karen said as we all sat at the table. She seemed cool with that possibility " I think you're right Akia. Ms. Tyson could talk to me. " Just you'd know her robe fell open. Right through her night shirt, two happily budding breasts. Then she gave them a firm squeeze.

"Oh my God. " Elizabeth nearly shrieking in horror. She buried her face in her hands. If God only knew. We'd all go to hell. Stop doing that Karen."

"Believe me. God Knows." Karen teased her tugging her nipples a little. " Just to annoy me and Elizabeth. In different ways.

"That's a horrible thing to do!?" Elizabeth said, only slightly calmer. " This place isn't supposed to be for sinning."

"Neither was Jerusalem. Didn't stop them either." Piped Chrystal.

I just wonder what I could do to get Ms. Tyson's attention that way." Akia grinning like the Cheshire cat.

"Try doing what Amanda and and me did in the shower." Jeana injected.

Elizabeth dropped her hand to the table with a loud slap. Her chin nearly bounced on it too. " You didn't say you wre gay. What did you do? Make out?"

"She and me washed each others,, front."

"Got everything clean too. " I had to admit.

Elizabeth groaned. " I'm doomed. You are too Amanda."

The lights flickered again. Two minuets to cabin lights out. The other girls kept kidding me and teasing on our way to our own bunks.

When we got to our cubical, Elizabeth grabbed my arm "How can you live with yourself. " She got real close, and nosy.

"I pray for forgiveness. I'll pray for you too. " Then I sat on my bunk cross legged again. I got her to look right at me. " I really don't think washing each other is a sin."

She sagged a bit, then looked back at me, and began pleading real tears. " Please Can I pray with you. PLEASE?"

"Sure, Come here."

Elizabeth scooted right beside me. She grabbed my hands and we formed our prayer hands. I nearly melted. The princess of my heart was holding my hands, even if this was for prayer for repentance. I decided I could ask God again in the morning..

"Dear Lord Jesus Christ. We are sinners and your children. Help us to forgive others here for their sins as you forgave us. And, especially ease my friend Elizabeth's hurting heart. Amen."

"Amen." Elizabeth whispered. We opened our eyes, and I looked at her. She was really teary. "Amanda, I'm so sorry about those things I said at the table. Thank you for your forgiveness."

The lights when out only the safety lights glow up. Elizabeth gave me a hug, Nothing like Jeana's washing hug. But It could be, ,, " Oh go to sleep!" I said to me. It's a hug like moms.

So, I slipped between between my sheets, and quietly said 'good night'. To her and don't remember going to sleep.

Sometime later, I heard some of the sounds as yesterday morning started. I rolled over like last night, but not nearly bothered this time. Just wondering. Wondering what do. It didn't bother me this time. I just did the same as she. I kept one hand on my body, from nipples to my front hole and back again. Elizabeth was quieter It seems. The more she did it, the more her bedspread slipped off her, her top sheet followed the bed cover. Now her hand was clearly massaging her plump looking breasts. her nipple looked hard as she worked her cunny too.

She was more urgent, but smoother too. She opened her eyes. She saw me propped up, frigging and watching her. " I'm being bad again. I know."

"I don't think it's bad. Tell ya the truth, I think you are beautiful. Especially doing that. I started doing me when I heard you. You're not badder than me."

She rolled over toward me, propping herself on her right elbow. "Really? You look happy, I still feel naughty."

"I'm not certain we should do it, but this feels too good not to do it. Watching you. Oh I just think you have the luckiest hands."

"You said, You think I'm beautiful?, Oh My Gosh! thank you." She slipped from her cot and nestled to me on my bunk. It wasn't really wide enough two. It was so close we had to touch each other, just because. I was too nervous to think.

Her let hand found my right bub and that lit me up. The next thing I knew we were kissing. Soft and slow and getting deeper. It didn't know how to French kiss, Or, I think I did or didn't think she did either. I guess it was watching movies or something. In nothing flat. I washing her tongue with mine. If this a gate to heaven, I've been there with my flicked in my mind. This was wonderful.

The prettiest girl I ever seen and me kissing.

I opened my eyes to see her face. She looked like an angel. So, I let my right hand trace her cheek, from her ear down her face. Then her neck over her shoulder, and down to her right boob.

It never occurred to me how hot it could feel. Mine never felt hot. But Mine are still buttons. And she seems to like them anyway.

I knew Jeana and the rest would hear us if we kept this up. I moved a finger between our lips a hated pulling out of our kiss. " Elizabeth? Oh Lord. Oh Lord. " My hand still caressing her chest through her night shirt. " I like this so much."

"Amanda, you're the best friend ever. Let's do it some more." Her eyes eyes were simply smoky hot. " I don't feel bad at all. You are so good to me."

"I don't know what to do with Elizabeth, I want to do more. Kissing and all. I never ever kissed anyone like me and did. It love it already. Kissing you. and you even touched my bumps, when you have such pretty ones. I'm so confused."

"You don't sound like you are. you know how to make me feel better. With what you say, and how you kiss."

I must of looked like I swallowed something bad. But I'm just confused. Elizabeth, We got 11 more nights and days. I got to get used to this. This isn't anything I thought we were here for. You said the same thing. But here we are." I edged back as far as the wall as I could. I begged with my voice and ached in my souls against. Let's do ourselves tonight. Tomorrow, We can hope so.

That girl said, " OK for this time. I love you. " She nose rubbed mine like Eskimos do. She scooted back to her cot. I said "rats" in my heart and nearly cried. I was so confused, with all those days to come.