Anonymous
8/23/2025, 8:18:59 AM
No.938830038
>>938829972
it was early August, a rapidly growing southern California suburb, the mid 2000s. We were at a school that was going to be opening up and having its first year of classes in a few weeks but it was still a complete mess. Buildings were unfinished, air conditioning didn't work in most places and it was miserably hot for a good chunk of the day. Band camp was a shitshow, more than half the people who were supposed to be there never showed up, people who were going to have school-owned loaner instruments didn't because they hadn't gotten them shipped in in time, and it was one first year, no experience teacher trying to corral like 40 9th and 10th graders into buckling down and practicing the marching band fight song she had arranged.
We broke for lunch one day that turned into an extended break until sundown because it was particularly awful that day and the teacher was bad at her job so there was no real supervision on where anyone was. I was hanging out with some of the 10th graders who I thought were kind of cool (they weren't) because I wanted them to think that I was kind of cool (I was not) and mostly being a hanger-on in their conversations about much worse this was than the school that they were transferring from and how pissed off they were about changing school line boundaries and administrative stuff that they couldn't get around, and the people at the other school that they wished they were getting to hang out at their band camp with instead. And some general obnoxious teenage boy stuff, unsubtle horniness.
During this, one of them told a story about how, the previous year, they had managed to convince one of the girls in that band to show them her tits for like $5. Eyes glance towards me, the only girl around and I start to feel uncomfortable and it must be apparent on my face because they immediately try to reassure me about their intentions but it doesn't take much for it to be more like "we're just talking, we're just kidding... unless?"
it was early August, a rapidly growing southern California suburb, the mid 2000s. We were at a school that was going to be opening up and having its first year of classes in a few weeks but it was still a complete mess. Buildings were unfinished, air conditioning didn't work in most places and it was miserably hot for a good chunk of the day. Band camp was a shitshow, more than half the people who were supposed to be there never showed up, people who were going to have school-owned loaner instruments didn't because they hadn't gotten them shipped in in time, and it was one first year, no experience teacher trying to corral like 40 9th and 10th graders into buckling down and practicing the marching band fight song she had arranged.
We broke for lunch one day that turned into an extended break until sundown because it was particularly awful that day and the teacher was bad at her job so there was no real supervision on where anyone was. I was hanging out with some of the 10th graders who I thought were kind of cool (they weren't) because I wanted them to think that I was kind of cool (I was not) and mostly being a hanger-on in their conversations about much worse this was than the school that they were transferring from and how pissed off they were about changing school line boundaries and administrative stuff that they couldn't get around, and the people at the other school that they wished they were getting to hang out at their band camp with instead. And some general obnoxious teenage boy stuff, unsubtle horniness.
During this, one of them told a story about how, the previous year, they had managed to convince one of the girls in that band to show them her tits for like $5. Eyes glance towards me, the only girl around and I start to feel uncomfortable and it must be apparent on my face because they immediately try to reassure me about their intentions but it doesn't take much for it to be more like "we're just talking, we're just kidding... unless?"