It was late in the evening, an hour past lights out to be exact, but that didn’t stop Misty from sneaking out of her cabin. According to Misty, life sucked! Fourteen years old and going to a “special school” for troubled girls, with stupid rules. It was a big joke to all the girls that went, but if you played by their rules you got to do some fun things, like get out of school for a few days to go camping in the woods. As she took a drag from her cigarette her eyes became adjusted to the darkness and her wooded surroundings.

In the distance, she could hear the voices of the adults who were “off duty” playing cards in the mess hall. The light from the building illuminated the trail that wound its way back to the cabins. The path divided the girls and boys, with the boy’s cabins being occupied by a group of stupid, annoying boy scouts.

Her black cotton PJ bottoms hung low on her hips and her hot pink thong panties rode high, alerting everyone of her desired choice of clothes. A white see thru t-shirt clung to her small but perky breasts that were covered by a black bikini top that she had worn earlier at the lake. She took another drag and leaned back against the tree blowing smoke upwards into the night sky. (more…)