WE RUN WE JUMP WE SWIM WE PLAY WE ROW AND GO ON TRIPS, BUT THE THINGS THAT LAST FOREVER. ARE OUR DEAR FRIENDSHIPS. CAMP ANAWANAN, WE HOLD U IN OUR HEARTS, AND WHEN WE THINK ABOUT YOU, IT -MAKES ME WANNA FART-.HAHAHA. ITS I HOPE WE NEVER PART (YOU LITTLE SHIT), NOW GET IT RIGHT OR PAY THE PRICE...NOW WE WILL SHARE A LIFETIME OF THE FONDEST MEMORIES, BY THE LAKE OF ANAWANA, SET IN THE OLD PINE TREES. CAMP ANWAH- WE HOLD U IN OUR HEARTS, BUT WHEN WE TH... THIS (SHIT) JUST CAME APART. THINK ANAWANANA SPEAK ANAWANANA LIVE WANANA UG!

FADE OUT:

FADE IN:

EXT. CAMP ANAWANNA - DAY

A shot of the sparkling Lake Anawanna on the afternoon.

CUT TO:

EXT. CAMP ANAWANNA - DAY

A shot of the recreation building. Random campers run across the screen on the sidewalks.

DR. KAHN (O.S.)
This is Dr. Kahn...

CUT TO:

INT. BOYS' BUNK - DAY

Sponge lays out on his bed, reading a complicated looking textbook. Eric is fiddling with a Rubic's cube, sitting off the side of his bed.

DR. KAHN (O.S.)
Will whoever took the tennis balls from the storage room, please return them. The tennis team is resorting to using rocks, which is an obvious safety hazard.

ERIC
Hey, is it pasta day or salisbury steak?

SPONGE
(reading) Neither, its lard-lump Wednesday.

ERIC I'm freaking dying for a burger.

SPONGE
We tried that, remember. I'm not getting near anymore wheel barrows for the rest of the summer.

ERIC
Might as well eat the worms in the trees.

Budnick enters, excited.

BUDNICK
(smooth) Guys, you're gonna love, your friend today.

ERIC
(leeringly) What now?

BUDNICK Eric, my ol' buddy, what would you say if I told you, we can get totally wasted tonight.

ERIC
Off what? There's not a gas station for miles.

BUDNICK
I got a source, coming in tonight. Me and him have a little drop off point. I give him the cash, he gets me whatever I'm asking for. You know the bit!

SPONGE
Yeah, but this doesn't sound like chocolate and chicken fingers. What are you bringing in, alcohol?

Budnick casually, smoothly gets closer to Sponge bed.

BUDNICK
Alcohol, porno...

He puts his two fingers to his lips, indicating smoking.

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
...the chronic..(inhales)

SPONGE
(reading) So now you're branching into illegal drugs? I know you're gonna get busted. And don't come crying to me for a loophole.

BUDNICK
Ye have little faith, Spongy. Tell me something you want, I'll get it for ya, on the house.

SPONGE
Nah uh. I'm not buying anything you're selling.

BUDNICK
I offer you free chronic, and you turn me down!

Sponge flips a page, quickly staring at him.

SPONGE
Thank you Budnick, but I don't get high. Please get something for yourself instead.

BUDNICK
You're such a kill joy!

He turns to Eric.

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
What about you?

ERIC
I don't know, Budnick. Are you sure you can get that stuff?

BUDNICK
It's already on the way. You gotta come with me and get it later.

ERIC
Why do I have to go?!

BUDNICK
It's a two man op.

ERIC Sorry. Not interested.

BUDNICK
Whatever.

Budnick goes toward the door.

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
Whenever the stuff gets here. Don't ask me for anything. Ok, Sponge!?

SPONGE
Bye Budnick.

Budnick leaves.

ERIC
You ever smoked weed before?

SPONGE
Nope. I prefer my lungs healthy rather than black.

Eric picks up a small soft basketball and begins to shot trash can hoops.

FADE TO:

INT. BOYS' BUNK - NIGHT

The camera sweeps across the boys asleep in their bunks. The crickets sound off, Donkey Lips occasionally snorts.

A rustling can be heard from outside the windows. Footsteps end at the door, and the lights turn on. Budnick carries a two full plastic bags in his hand, the other hand he holds a nearly full bottle of cheap vodka.

BUDNICK
Guys!

ERIC
What?

BUDNICK
Mission accomplished! I've struck the mother load.

The boys stir in their beds. Budnick puts the bags down and begins to rifle through one of them. Donkey Lips rolls out of bed and joins Budnick at the desk, examining the loot.

DONKEY LIPS
So what'd ya get?

Budnick hands the bottle to Donkey Lips, Donkey Lips takes a swig.

BUDNICK
Everything we ordered, we got. There's some schnapps, a couple tins of dip, a bag of sweet, sweet greenery.

Budnick takes a big whiff from the weed bag. Donkey Lips struggles to pass the vodka through is throat.

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
We got burbon, we got whiskey, we got vodka..give it here.

Budnick swigs from the bottle.

DONKEY LIPS
Why's it taste like Pomegranate?

BUDNICK
Because that asshole's playing a joke.

Budnick whips a porno magazine at Sponge.

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
Here Sponge, you can have that one.

SPONGE
Dammit Budnick...a Hustler!

BUDNICK
Yeah, don't get all the pages stick together. Ahahaha!

Donkey Lips picks up a small twisted baggy of white powder.

DONKEY LIPS
What's this?

BUDNICK Ha. That's for Ug.

Budnick grabs it from Donkey Lip's hand.

DONKEY LIPS
But what is it?

BUDNICK
Don't worry about it. Take another hit.

Budnick hands the bottle to Donkey Lips, he proceeds to knock back a few shots.

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
We're gonna be rich when we move all this stuff. The marijuana alone will almost pay for the whole bags...wait a minute...I'M gonna be rich. Fuck ya'll.

ERIC
(from the pillow) Easy, Budnick.

BUDNICK
What? Ya'll didn't put in on this. All the profits..are all mine. Hahaha!

DONKEY LIPS
Wow, Budnick. But what if we...um...shit.

BUDNICK
Donkey Lips, if you help me, I promise I'll reward you.

DONKEY LIPS
I got nothing better to do.

He takes another drink from the bottle.

BUDNICK
How'd you like to get rewarded, now?

DONKEY LIPS
What do you mean?

BUDNICK Hey Sponge, did the girl's go on that camping thing?

SPONGE
I think so.

To Donkey Lips:

BUDNICK
(quietly) Let's go.

To the others:

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
Leave the babies to their naps!

ERIC
Fuck off, Budnick.

Budnick shrugs his head to the door and they both exit, Donkey Lips turning out the light, last to leave.

COMMERCIAL BREAK:

FADE IN:

INT. GIRLS' BUNK - NIGHT

It's quiet in the girl's bunk. Suddenly, rustling from the window can be heard. Budnick peeks in, examining the beds. Z.Z. and Dina's beds are empty.

ANGLE ON:
Dina Alexander is asleep. Her fashionable eye shield over her eyes, peacefully dreaming away.

ANGLE ON:

Budnick sneers and shrugs his head again. The boys rustle their way to the door. A thud against the wall as Donkey Lips slumps down, lazily.

Slowly, Budnick opens the door. The door creaking to the absolute minimum. They take light, silent steps inside. They move toward Dina's bed on the far side of the room.

DONKEY LIPS
(whispering) What are we doing here?

BUDNICK
Shhh...just follow my lead.

Budnick motions for Donkey Lips to get on the closet side of the bed. He, himself, stands in between the cots. Budnick gently pulls the cover from her. Dina's dressed in a light pajama.

Budnick moves his hand closer to her pussy and looks up and Donkey Lips. He points to her tits. Donkey Lips gets closer.

Budnick starts to rub her crotch. Donkey Lips massages her chest. Both of their cocks start to grow, when Dina clutches at the hand on her breast.

DINA
Who the fuck?!

She tries to sit up. Budnick halts her and pushes her back onto the bed. Donkey Lips pulls his hand and takes a nervous step back. In a small struggle, she manages to take her eye-shield off, realizing who's red hair it is on top of her.

DINA (CONT'D)
Budnick!

BUDNICK
It's ok, Dina.

DINA
Damnit Budnick...

She gets her legs under his stomach and kicks him off. He comically tumbles over the adjacent bed.

DINA (CONT'D)
Ugh...I was gonna say, if you wanted to mess around. All you had to do was ask.

Budnick shoots to attention in less than half a second, standing still is a challenge.

BUDNICK
Really?

She scrathes at her hair.

DINA
I've been dying for a guy to touch me around here. But everyone is just...bleh!

She smiles.

DINA (CONT'D)
No offense.

She spots Donkey Lips almost near the wall.

DINA (CONT'D)
(to Budnick) Um...why is Donkey Lips there?

BUDNICK
He came along. He's drunk as shit.

DINA
I thought I smelt alcohol! Where is it?!

Budnick picks up the bottle at the foot of the bed. She snatches it from his him and pops the top. She shoots like a pro.

DINA (CONT'D)
Bleh... why's it taste like shoe polish?

BUDNICK
Just drink it.

She drinks it again. Budnick takes the opportunity to sneak his hand under her waistband, and plays with her pussy. When she swallows the shot of vodka, he meets her lips. They, slowly, feel each other out through a passionate kiss. Dina grabs the back of his head and pulls him closer, smashing their faces into each other.

Budnick uses his other hand to drop his pants and boxers. His red pubic hair and uncircumcised dingus spring forth.

When they break their kiss, Dina pulls her pajama shirt over her head. Budnick sticks his longest finger into her. As he pumps it, in and out, she unhooks her bra.

She, shyly, looks downward as her perfect tits fall. Their proportions are perfect. Her unblemished, eye-matching hue of brown nipples, tipped with her rising body heat. Her nipples, jettisoning the only point from her shapely breasts.

Budnick handles Dina's left breast. No one says a word in the room. Donkey Lips rubbing his crotch, watching in a drunken stare.

Budnick still fingering Dina's wet pussy. Her back arching like a newborn kitten, making it difficult for Budnick to keep his finger inside.

He gets fed up and pulls her waistband down with both hands. Dina places her hand, daintily, over her sternum, expecting to be pleasured like the many times before. She knows men can't resist her jailbait cream.

Budnick pulls her all her bottoms off and pulls her socks. Her painted toes wiggle when they touch the fresh air. Budnick rubs his hand up her leg, he can feel the goose bumps pop on her porcelain skin.

Budnick wets his mouth, as it dries from his gaping stare, in awe of the beauty he's turning on. Dina spreads her legs and lays her head back. Budnick makes a sneeringly smile to Donkey Lips, then gets his first taste of her creaming pussy. Her sour taste salivates Budnick's mouth, her scent filling his every breath.

DINA
Oohhh...

His tongue slides and dives along every cleft. His arms hook under her thighs and he pulls in closer. He, furiously, shakes his head, firing thousands of her nerve endings that had been dormant since that incident at the start of camp.

Budnick slurps and pokes his tongue into her hole. Widening it for later. Budnick circles her pussy hole, realizing her's might already be wide enough. He searches for a hymen with his mouth, but finds none.

Dina's breathing becomes louder and deeper. Her head throwing back into the pillow every twenty-five seconds or so.

DINA (CONT'D)
Mmmm...

Dina glances at Donkey Lips, stuck in the corner. She covers her face and giggles and turns back to Budnick.

BUDNICK
What?

DINA
Donkey Lips is just watching.

BUDNICK
He's a watcher.

They both laugh. Donkey Lips looks at his ground, embarrassed.

Budnick puts his face back into her pussy. He flicks her clit with his tongue, rolling it and pressing against it. Dina's toes curling from the sensation. She puts her hands on top of her red head and pulls him harder onto her button. Her juices flowing like ice cream in the sun. Her hairs suffocating his nose as he laps it up like such dessert.

Dina pulls one of her hands from his head. Budnick finds an opening for breath, flipping his red mullet. She grabs tight hold of her tit. He bites down on her thumb, which she sticks straight up. He scoots in, his mouth focusing on her clit, he puts two fingers inside of her and slowly works them.

Dina begs through her thumbs:

DINA
Yeah...yeah...yeah...

Her head throwing back, the fire burning. Budnick working to make her gush. Her other hand reaches back and grabs hold of anything. She pushes into his face and fingers.

Dina reacts like she cant breath:

DINA (CONT'D)
Ohh myy Guuuuudd..

Dina's pussy floods with girl-cum. Budnick is taken back by how much, and lets her body climax like crazy.

She relaxes, chest rising and falling.

DINA (CONT'D)
Whoa.

She reaches for the bottle on the floor and takes a swig. Budnick takes his shirt off, gets up and moves to the side of the bed, still opposite Donkey Lips, who now is playing pocket pool with a full rack.

Dina gets out of bed and stands in front of him. She takes hold of his dick and strokes it hard. Their eyes meet. She smiles and kisses him. He grabs a butt cheek and holds tight. Her ass toned and feminine.

They break their kiss. She turns around, smiling, running her fingernail across his chest. She lets go of his, now, fully erect cock, pulled back head and all. Dina bends over her bed, her ass moon-rising before him. She flips her hair, puppy eyes flirting with Budnick's horniness.

Budnick gets close, rubs her lips, spreading them, exposing her pink.

He aims his cock, rubbing it gently at her inviting lips. She spreads her ass, all her holes talking at him. Budnick eases into her. His cock sliding in with little resistance. Her cum and velvet tunnel gripping onto him.

Dina gasps:

DINA (CONT'D)
Ohhh...

Budnick starts to thrust his hips. His face contorting into sex face.

BUDNICK
Ohh shit..oh shit.

The dick pounds her insides. His balls swinging and slapping against her swollen pussy. His left hand, off to the side, giving him an easier solid angle. The other hand, holding her just underneath the breast.

Dina arches her back, bending almost in half, as she looks back at Budnick's slimy, glistening white cock disappear into her. Budnick grunting and beginning to sweat.

DINA
Ah, fuck yeah.

She relaxes and flips her huge curly hair. She catches a glimpse at Donkey Lips, pounding his dick in his shorts.

DINA (CONT'D)
(chuckles) Come here, Donkey Lips.

She gestures a seductive finger at him. He, nervously. gets closer to the action. She reaches up and starts to pull his shorts and underwear down. She pulls his shirt over his gut. His cock head, frozen and hard.

Dina grabs hold and lets her tongue play along the underside of his cock, lightly pulling and pinching. His cock growing to a length he never witnessed. Her heavy breathing hardening his cock to the point of pain. Dina's touch was heavenly.

Her lips and tongue work every side of Donkey Lip's cock. Then she finally inhales enough to fit her whole mouth. The feeling of his head rubbing her taste buds almost makes Donkey Lips lose his knees. Dina's tongue works his shaft expertly.

BUDNICK
Get it Donkey Lips!

Dina laughs with his cock in her mouth. Her head bobbing and licking.

DINA
Am I good, Eddie?

DONKEY LIPS
Oh my God.

His eyes lost in paradise. The only sensation is Dina's mouth on the ever more increasingly sensitive tip of his head. His hands hide his face, trying to find something to do with his hands without touching her. But without warning, uncontrollably, Donkey Lips loses his load. She catches the first globs in her mouth. She points his cock away as he empties his sack.

Coughing, revolted:

DINA
Gross! Ew!

DONKEY LIPS
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Budnick pulls out:

BUDNICK
Donkey Lips!

Budnick realizes what's happened and busts out laughing. Dina spitting the cum on the floor, holding her hair to the side. Donkey Lips steps back, his dick limping.

DONKEY LIPS
I'm sorry. I couldn't help it.

BUDNICK
Maybe if you were less good at that, Donkey Lips might be able to hold his nut.

Dina spits once more:

DINA
It's ok, Donkey Lips...but you've lost your head privileges.

BUDNICK
You want some of this pussy?

Dina's eyes closed, her speech a bit slurred:

DINA
Wait...no...Donkey Lips can't fuck me.

The boys exchange a look.

DINA (CONT'D)
Ok, Donkey Lips?

She pats his gut.

DONKEY LIPS
Uh, ok, I guess.

DINA
(confirming) Mmm...

BUDNICK
Hey, Donkey Lips may have pulled a party foul. My head privileges are still good.

Her fluttering eyes look back at him.

DINA
Budnick..you can do whatevvva the fuck you want.

BUDNICK That's what I'm saying.

Budnick walks around the bed.

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
One side, quick draw.

They both laugh into each other. Donkey Lips gives the embarrassed look again. Dina takes grasp of Budnick's slickened cock.

DINA
God, even your pubes are red.

BUDNICK
Fire down below, baby.

She smiles and giggles. Then takes in his cock. Soaking his member with every juice in her mouth.

DINA
Mmmmm...

She sucks his dick, eating the cream she left all over.

He gives Donkey Lips a quick jab, waking him aware. Budnick gestures for Donkey Lips to go to the other side.

As Donkey Lips walks to the other side:

BUDNICK
No wonder he came so quick. You work that shit like a porn star.

She starts to pull on his sack. Budnick has to wipe his brow and breathe deeply.

Donkey Lips stares at Dina's pussy, still bent over the bed, her knees in the mattress. He jerks his dick til it starts to harden some.

Dina's head sliding on Budnick's cock. Donkey Lips once again, approaches the action. He, nervously, drunkenly, puts a hand out and places his cock on her ass. He caresses the precious treasure.

DINA
(to Donkey Lips) Na-ah. No penetration.

Budnick starts to thrust in. She holds her face still, letting Budnick reach her throat.

Donkey Lips bends down, stick out his tongue and meets it with her puffy lips. At first, he gingerly kisses and pokes at her, but he gets more brave and engulfs her whole pussy into his jaws. His spit filling all her corners.

DINA (CONT'D)
Mmmm... Budnick, he's better than you at eating out.

BUDNICK
So what? You ready?

DINA
Yeah.

Budnick jerks his cock like a maniac. Dina climbs down from the bed, Donkey Lips left in the dust. She kneels in front of the pre-shower.

DINA (CONT'D)
Gimme your cum, Budnick. Cum all over me.

She puts her arm around his legs. Budnick, eyes closed, sweating, his skinny arm working his shit. Dina runs her hand along his skin, pinching his ass.

Budnick gets on his tip toes and cums all over Dina's face. She sits and lets all the milky fluid leak onto her.

BUDNICK
Uuhhhhhh!...uhhhhh...

His nut streaming down her cheeks and onto her chest. Budnick reaches a point when he's still furiously jerking, but the well is tapped. He lets his cock go and admires his work on Dina's face.

BUDNICK (CONT'D)
Heh. What do you know? I'm an artist.

Dina wipes the cum from her face, sloshing it onto the floor. She sits on the bed, leans back looking for the bottle. She takes a swig.

DINA
Mmm...thanks guys. I needed that.

BUDNICK
No problem. How you doing Donkey Lips?

DONKEY LIPS
Uh... I'm ok.

Donkey Lips dry heaves.

DONKEY LIPS (CONT'D)
Maybe not.

BUDNICK
I better get him outta here before he barfs all over the floor.

DINA
Good idea.

Budnick and Donkey Lips get dressed. Donkey Lips is taking movement very slowly. Budnick tries to grab the bottle:

DINA (CONT'D)
Na-uh. You're leaving the bottle.

She smiles sheepishly at Budnick. He smiles back.

BUDNICK
Come on, Donkey.

Budnick takes hold of his friend and guides him out the door. Dina cleans herself off, getting ready to take a shower.

CUT TO:

EXT. CAMP ANAWANNA GROUNDS - NIGHT

ANGLE ON:
A campground is sparsely dotted with camping tents. One of them, a light is still on.

CUT TO:

INT. CAMPING TENT - NIGHT

Z.Z, and Telly are under a large blanket, resting on top of a comforter. The lantern still flickering its light. The girls are trying to get some sleep, facing away from each other.

Telly rolls over.

TELLY
Z.Z, you awake?

Z.Z.
Almost.

TELLY
Can I ask you something?

Z.Z.
Sure.

Z.Z. rolls to look up at her.

TELLY
Have you ever tried...

Head swoosh:

TELLY (CONT'D)
...experimenting?

Z.Z.
If you're meaning what I think you're meaning, then no. Never have.

Z.Z. rolls back:

TELLY
Have you ever messed around with a guy before?

Z.Z.
No, not yet. (rushed)There is this one guy back at home. He works as a tutor at the middle school. But I have seen him at the corn dog stand at the block festival. You should see him. He has the most dreamiest...

TELLY
Z.Z.!

Z.Z.
No, I've never messed around with anyone yet.

TELLY
Well, maybe today should be special. You know, between you and me.

Z.Z.
I don't swing that way, Telly. I'm sorry. I can hook you up with one of the girls from the softball team.

TELLY
Are you kidding me? I'm captain of the softball team.

Z.Z.
Oh yeah.

An awkward pause ensues. Telly runs her hand up Z.Z's leg. Z.Z. tries to stop her, but Telly holds her thigh.

Z.Z. (CONT'D)
Telly, stop.

Telly fights past Z.Z's resistance. Her hand breaking Z.Z's grip. She roughly rubs into Z.Z's crotch. Z.Z. gasps when Telly's fingers dance outside her pajamas.

TELLY
I won't tell.

She leans into ear:

TELLY (CONT'D)
I promise.

Telly dives into the cramp space above her shoulder, kissing and moaning into Z.Z's neck.

Telly's fingers creep into Z.Z's elastic waistband, it snapping on her wrist. She twists past her golden brown muff, dipping into the damp flesh in between her legs.

TELLY (CONT'D)
Do you ever touch it?

Z.Z.
No. This is all, huhhh, kinda new to me.

Telly smiles:

TELLY
I'm be gentle.

She kisses her neck more. Z.Z. submiting to Telly's strength. Telly reaches deeper into her bottoms, her middle finger dipping in only an inch. Her other four fingers jittering and swaying along her pinkening vulva.

Telly pulls the blanket taught over them. Her middle finger sliding almost the full length.

TELLY (CONT'D)
Where's your...?

Z.Z.
Mmppmh...marker, 2nd grade.

TELLY (jokingly) Black?

Z.Z.
(inner chuckle) Yeah.

Another finger slides in. Telly's motion causing Z.Z. to squirm. Her wet pussy becoming more audible. Telly leaning in, nibbling on her neck.

TELLY
Feel good?

Z.Z.'s breath, stammered:

Z.Z.
Ohhhhh...

TELLY
I'm gonna taste it.

She nods, eyes tight shut. Her body trying to adjust to the new waves of pleasure. Telly kneels in between Z.Z's legs, pulling her pajamas off. Her pussy gleaming with fresh girl-cum. Telly lays out, head first into her.

The feeling of having someone eating out her pussy for the first time is the greatest mountain-peaking pleasure Z.Z. has ever felt. Telly's tongue and lips darting all along her curves. Picking her head up every so often, Telly beats away at Z.Z's swelling clit.

Z.Z. pulls up her shirt and bra over her tits.

Z.Z.
Why's it so hot in here?

Her breath still stammered by Telly. Her tongue slapping away at her clit like a boxer on a speed bag.

Z.Z. (CONT'D)
Mmmppmmhh...Tell..Telly...its...

Streams of cum leak into Telly's mouth. Z.Z. grabs at her tit, holding on for the ride. Telly pulls away and fingers every drop out of her little white friend.

Z.Z. (CONT'D)
(loudly) Huhhh....uuhhhh...ooohhhh.

Her milky abdomen fluttering up and down. Telly removes her fingers. She makes eye contact with Z.Z, opening her eyes since Telly began eating her. Telly's hair almost grazing the roof of the tent, she stands on her knees, the blanket falling behind. Her fingers trailing down her shorts. Telly splits her own pussy and rubs Z.Z's cum in.

TELLY
Do you wanna do me?

Z.Z shoots a conflicted look:

Z.Z.
I don't think I can.

TELLY
I don't care if you're bad. We're just...bonding.

Z.Z.
I don't think I'm ready.

Telly's face falls:

TELLY
O.k... I'm not gonna make you.

Z.Z.
I'm sorry.

Telly bends down to her and kisses her on the cheek:

TELLY
It's ok.

Telly pulls her fingers from her snatch and waddles to her side of the tent. She finds the blanket and unfurls it between them. Z.Z. pulls her shirt and bra down, she puts her arm under her pillow and turns away. She tucks some blanket under her arm.

Suddenly, Telly's arm spoons Z.Z. Surprised, Z.Z. looks back at her.

TELLY (CONT'D)
Sorry. I'm a cuddler.

Not minding her friend's arm over her, she gets comfortable. They both drift to sleep. Seconds later, the lantern light goes out.

FADE OUT:

TO BE CONTINUED: