The Natural Look

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As the school bus rambled down the road, Annie Harrison tried to ignore Becky Terwilliger whispering in her ear.  “I hope, maybe, we’ll get a chance to go out in the woods together, you know, alone.”  Becky was talking about Mitch Lang, handsome, ambitious, way out of her league.  Becky had a figure like sticks strung together and a face covered with freckles that looked like measles.  Mitch had deep, intelligent eyes and gleaming teeth.Not that any of it mattered to Annie.  Becky would keep whispering about the woody rendezvous she imagined having with Mitch for miles to come, starting to pant as she imagined their clothes coming off and getting to see IT in all its imagined glory.  The whole subject made Annie feel alone.  She had a secret, a secret so buried that she didn’t like to admit it even to herself.  She was a lesbian.  While she could objectively delineate Mitch’s attractive features, none of them had any effect on her.  She would be more inclined to romp off in the woods with Becky if Becky weren’t so Becky.Annie knew that she was, in her own way, as sad a case as her seatmate was.  Becky had zero chances of losing her virginity to Mitch’s IT while they were counselors at the 4-H summer camp, but at least Becky knew what she wanted and would try to get it.  Hell, she was aiming high; isn’t that what the young are supposed to do?The bus stopped at the parking lot of another high school to pick up more counselors from the area.  Bored, Annie looked up at the new recruits.  The first few who climbed on made Annie sigh.  A shorter version of Mitch, a more attractive Becky with only a few freckles on her cheeks.But the next newcomer made Annie’s eyes pop wide open.  Shoulder-length brown hair that recklessly wandered over her dancing hazel eyes.  Lush lips colored with a subtle shade.  Lips that smiled.  Wait, the hazel eyes were looking right at Annie.  And she was smiling . . . at Annie.Feeling awkward and exposed, Annie turned her head as blood rushed to her cheeks.  What is happening?!?  Annie was short of breath.  Her heart was throbbing.  Am I having a heart attack?  She closed her eyes and the symptoms subsided.  When the bus started, she relaxed and looked forward to see a cascade of brown hair right in front of her.   She sat in front of me!The brown-tressed head Üsküdar Escort turned.  A hazel eye winked, and lips offered a sly smile.  “Hey,” they said.“H–,” Annie tried to respond but her mouth was dry.  “Hey,” she finally said.“First time?”“Huh!?!”“At camp.  Is this your first time at camp?”“Uh, yeah, as a counselor anyway.  And you, are you experienced, or, uh, I mean—”She giggled.  “I did it last year.  Had lots of fun.  You got a name?”“Yes.”  There was a pause.  “Oh, Annie.  My name is Annie.”“Cassie.  I bet we’ll have a lot of fun this summer.”“Yeah, me, too.” Cassie turned her head away, leaving Annie to her racing pulse and her chaotic emotions.  She was completely confused about what was happening.  Am I sick?  She felt flushed and jittery, and her stomach was doing cartwheels.Before Cassie, Annie knew she was attracted to girls but had rarely felt a strong pull toward any specific girl.  There were momentary flutters of her heart when she noticed how one girl’s hair rippled as she moved, the curve of another girl’s hip in tight shorts.  More than anything she was confused about what exactly made one girl sexually attractive to another.  The “hot girls” in school that the boys drooled over did nothing for her.  The things guys liked about girls—balloon tits and big but tight butts—were more a turn-off than a turn-on.In a minute, Cassie changed all that.  Annie still couldn’t say if it was her eyes, her lips, her breasts or any other specific part of her anatomy that made Annie’s pulse race, but race it did.  She would later realize that it was the sum of the parts that attracted her.  There was some special alchemy in how everything that composed Cassie—her body, her personality, her soul—combined that made her glow in Annie’s eyes.When the bus stopped at the camp, everyone jumped up and pushed into the aisle.  Annie lost track of Cassie in the confusion.  Her emotions were playing tug-of-war:  she wanted to talk to Cassie, but she was also afraid.  What if Cassie didn’t like her?  What if Cassie didn’t like girls in that way?  What if Annie revealed herself, and Cassie called her a dyke and laughed at her.  What if everyone laughed and shunned her?Annie’s fears were winning as she stepped off the bus into an idyllic space of log cabins, trees Üsküdar Escort Bayan and hills.  She would hold back from Cassie.  If there was something between them, let Cassie make the first move.  Annie was looking for Cassie as she walked toward the offices and dining hall when Cassie abruptly appeared beside her.“Hey,” Cassie said simply.“Hey.”  Say something else.  Say anything.  You’re really pretty.  No, not that.“Let me show you around.”“Um, isn’t there an orientation or something.”“Heard it last year.  You won’t miss anything.”“OK.”Cassie led Annie around the grounds, showed her the archery range, the hiking trails, the cabins.  The tour ended at the lake.  There were canoes there for the campers and a long pier that jutted out into the placid water.Annie thought it was the most tranquil spot she’d ever seen.  “It’s beautiful here.”“Yeah.  I love to come here, especially at night.  The moonlight on the water.  Do you know about Saturday night?”“No, I don’t think so.”“Well, this week it’s just us counselors.  The kids come on Sunday.  So, Saturday night, we all go skinny-dipping.”Annie thought at first that she was kidding.  There were chaperones, after all.  But Cassie was serious.  “So, everybody comes down here and . . . I mean . . . naked.”“Yep.  It’s really cool.” Cassie noticed that Annie was turning pale.  “Don’t sweat it.  Everybody else will be naked, too.  The guys are going to be worried about how cold the water is, if you know what I mean.”  Cassie demonstrated shrinkage with her thumb and index finger, but, no, Annie did not know what she meant. Annie and Cassie ended up bunking together.  The first night Annie laid on the bottom bunk staring up at the mattress above her, wondering if Cassie was awake, wondering if Cassie was thinking of her, worrying about Saturday.  Skinny dipping.  Naked in front of everyone.On the one hand, just thinking of Cassie taking off her clothes and standing there with the moonlit lake behind her, completely nude, stirred a wonderful warm feeling in the middle of her body that radiated outwards all the way to her fingers and toes.On the other, taking off her own clothes . . . in front of everyone.  In general, Annie was neither ashamed nor proud of her body.  She was just another skinny girl with Escort Üsküdar fried egg tits and a flat butt.  Among the girl counselors there were at least five more with the same build, and next to freckle-butted Becky, they all looked alright.  But there was something else.  Most of the girls her age had adopted the practice of shaving their pubes, but most of the girls her age were either showing their pussies to guys or hoping to.  Annie didn’t have anyone she wanted to share his pussy with before Cassie got on the bus, so she’d just let her pubic hair grow wild.Maybe she could borrow someone’s razor.  Say she wanted to shave her legs.  But her legs were smooth; she’s shaved them the day before.  And what if the skin got irritated.  She could end up with a bumpy red mess.  Lord, Cassie might think she had herpes or something. Annie didn’t get much sleep. The week ahead was training and maintenance work.  They had to learn everything about handling the kids and learn all the wilderness skills they would be teaching the tots.  They role-played dealing with fights, homesickness, and injuries.  They learned mouth-to-mouth and CPR.  (When Cassie was blowing into the dummy’s mouth, Annie was riveted.)  At the archery range, Annie’s bolt went wild and nearly hit Shorter Mitch, whose name turned out to be Jason.  (Annie was banned from the range.) Through it all, Cassie was always next to Annie.  Cassie role-played a girl who’d just gotten her first period, and Annie comforted her.  Then they switched roles and did it again.  Cassie signed them both up to paint the canoes.  Annie liked sitting down by the lake with Cassie, smearing paint on canoes, and talking about music, books, celebrities, everything but “By the way, I’m totally a lesbian, how about you?”One of the guys wandered by, a football goon named Brad, and hit on Cassie.  Cassie’s response was cold.  “We’re kinda busy here, Brad.  Do you want to grab a brush and help out?”  Brad didn’t.  Annie’s hopes were buoyed.  Brad was what a lot of the straight girls wanted.  Becky would forsake Mitch, her one and only true love, for Brad.  After Brad left, Cassie turned to Annie and rolled her eyes.  “Guys, am I right?”Annie bluffed.  “Yeah.  I hate that.”  Annie had never been hit on.  Maybe guys could just tell she wasn’t interested in them. Saturday came, and there was a general excitement about the big skinny dip.  The guys were sneaking some beer in, and the straight girls had a betting pool going on what the guys were packing in their shorts.  Annie wondered if a dispute over the results would lead to a measuring.

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