Sorry diary, have you missed me? Been so busy haven’t been able to find any time to write anything down, which I know I’ll regret later on. Ah well, rather spend time with Dan and Brian than write in some crummy diary anyway.

So, here’s the BIG news. Tonya and Holly got caught and sent home.  Dan told me The Simmons’s walked right in on ‘em, bare-ass naked and doing it!!! Fuck, I’d’ve given anything to see THAT! Can imagine though. Oh boy, can I imagine.

Anyway, they’re history, and the news is all over camp and we’re supposed to pretend they went for some other reason and not tell the kids the real reason and I can see why but fuck it if the kids in my dorm ask I’m gonna tell ‘em the truth. They’re 14 and old enough. Christ, 14 year olds these days know everything. Was I as precocious only 4 years ago? Don’t seem that way, but p’raps I was. Anyway, all the kids I know are!

But them getting thrown out makes it even harder being round Dan, because all I wanna do is rip her clothes off and kiss her. She doesn’t know, of course. God, I hope she doesn’t know… No, she can’t, can she, or she’d run a mile.

Anyway, I let Brian fuck me, hoping it’d take my mind off Dan, and it kind of did for a while. He’s nice. Got a great cock and knows what to do with it. Almost made me come, and if I work on him a little I think he probably will. Good sex anyway, come or not, and Ha – did he come! He’s a year older than the rest of us and it shows, more experienced or something. He even thought to bring a supply of rubbers with him, which is useful, and hints at some pre-planning on his part.

I wish Jack was free and could get with Dan. That’d make things a whole lot simpler if we were both buddied up. If Dan was getting some too it’d reduce the temptation. She came round earlier today in shorts and a white t-shirt while we were down the lakeside and I could have died looking at her legs. They go on, and on, and on… Love to find out where they end! God, Cherri, stop thinking this way, it’s not doing you any good. Couldn’t take my eyes of her boobs either. They kind of move under her t-shirt, mobile and perfect and kind of shaky and firm at the same time. Wonder what her nipples look like? Oh yeah, I remember. Yeah. Nice. Big and dark. Of course. How could I forget that!? Like to see ‘em again, like to…

Gonna have to sign off now. Need to take care of a need that’s just snuck up on me.

My last day of freedom. Tomorrow the kids arrive. Dan calls them brats. The brats. Don’t know how I’m gonna get on with them, whether I’ll manage to teach them anything or not, whether they want to learn or not.

I’m finding out I got to be real careful around Dan. She’s way too beautiful and way too innocent and it’s all I can do to keep my hands off her. Want to do more than put my hands on her, want to kiss her on her mouth and her boobs and… well, pretty much everywhere, I guess.

Bad news: there’s this dick called Greg around who hates Dan and has it in for her.

Good news: If Greg so much as touches Dan I’ll fucking kill him!

Bad news: Not sure I can make it through nine more weeks without going crazy. Daren’t let Dan see how I feel or she’ll run a mile.

Good news: There’s a cute guy called Brian I like and I think he might be able to distract me from these evil thoughts. He’s a hunk, and if Dan wasn’t around I wouldn’t think twice and he’d be inside my panties already.

I forgot earlier. Had a run in with Tonya over dinner. She thought Dan had told on her and Holly, but honestly everyone can see what they’re getting up to. Didn’t want to make out how fascinated I was because I don’t want to scare Dan off, but can’t stop thinking about what they’re doing to each other, can’t get rid of the images of their two bodies lying together, wondering what it would be like to lie that way with Dan.

Fuck, Cherri, get a grip!