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Okay. There, honey.

Smile. Look up to the kids.

Ah, welcome to Camp Red Duck, Wendy.

Can you take a T -shirt?

She's excited.

Welcome to Camp Red Duck. Uh, Lisa, right?

Welcome to Camp Red Duck, Jenny.

Take a T -shirt. There you go. There you go. Hi, I'm Mary, right?

Okay, you're Susan.

Welcome to Camp Red Duck.

Show them along, honey. Show them along.

Welcome to Camp Red Duck, Joan.

Joan, I don't really think we have your size.

I think you're going to have to meet me later on in my office, okay, so we can

get you a fitting, okay?

Okay, thank you. Okay, now you run along, okay?

Huh?

They're going to be here soon.

I could fuck in his tits all summer.

Thank you.

for a day.

She's married.

So this is camp.

It's really nice.

It's a dump.

It may be, but I'm going to have a good time anyway. See you guys later.

You, girl.

are not here to have a good time.

You're here because your parents were too lazy to take care of you this

Frankly, I wish they had stuck you all in front of TV sets and spared me the

bother. So do I.

I don't want any trouble from you. That means no fooling around.

That means no playing with yourself.

And it means no messing around with the guys on campgrounds. We're going to put

you to work tomorrow morning, making tile ash trays and bead necklaces.

Five o 'clock wake -up time, and I want you all to do five laps around the

track.

Capisce? Shit.

That's ten laps for you, young lady.

Hello, Mr. Wasserman?

Oh, excuse me, Mr. Wasserman. I'm here about my T -shirt fitting.

Oh, shit.

Why, Mr.

Wasserman? Let me explain.

I know what you're thinking.

Mr. Wasserman, let me help you with that.

You don't mind?

Not really.

It was better than my life.

Oh my god.

Would you like to get undressed?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Would you like to stick it in me, Mr. Wasserman?

Yeah.

You've got beautiful tits.

Yeah I know.

How would you like to hose me with that?

Thank you, Mr. Wasserman. Uh, yeah, sure.

Listen, my wife's going to be here any minute, so can you kind of get dressed

real quick?

What about my t -shirt?

Oh, yeah, yeah, it's fine.

In fact, I think I even have your side.

This, I know is going to fit you.

Okay?

Great.

Oh, my goodness.

See you after that, Mr. Watchman. Oh, yeah, sure. I'll see you.

I told you this would suck.

I like to jog.

Only two more laps to go. I'll be damned if she's going to make me run ten.

Young lady, why aren't you jogging?

I've already got my laps for the day. What do you mean by that?

Oh, nothing.

That's where Mr. and Mrs.

Wasserman live, isn't it?

Yes, come on. But what about the lap?

I want to feel you between my legs. I want to

open my legs wide.

Oh, jerk it just like that. That's it.

Slow. Slow.

Okay.

Now speed it up.

Oh, a little faster.

Okay, now just skim over gently.

Down and up. Slow.

Loosen your hand a little bit.

That's it. Down, up.

Oh, baby.

Oh, I just thought I liked it.

Okay, look at this hand.

Is this for real?

I'm hungry.

Thank you.

Oh, that's not bad.

Good, good. Ah, hold on a second.

That's not good.

Alright, let's see it, baby.

Oh, that's not bad.

Okay, let's make that.

Ready?

You will, baby.

That's it.

That's it.

Oh, darling, you've got too much blood in there.

Oh,

you like those raps, don't you?

I can't take it all the way out?

A little bit on the edge like that? Right there, see?

I can put it right in like this.

It's like two dogs in heat.

Jake, let us...

Do you want me to scratch you like I always do?

Can I do it?

All right.

Wow.

How's that, doll?

Feel good?

Lisa, Jenny.

Ten more left.

Shit.

Oh, hi, Brett.

What you doing?

Oh, nothing.

You going on break soon?

Well, I guess I am now.

Can I come with you?

Sure.

She'll never find his hair.

If she makes me run any more laps, I'm going to have a cardiac arrest.

What's with you, Jen?

Huh?

Oh, I was just thinking about Mr.

and Mrs.

Wasserman. Those old bags?

Did you see the way they were hosing?

I wish I could get hosed like that.

I'm such a horny little debutante.

So am I.

I can use a man.

Maybe even two.

You mean you two have...

Never been hosed before?

Well, no.

Me either.

Have you?

Nah. Well, what are we going to do about it?

Get laid. And this camp is the perfect place for it. There aren't any boys. It

just doesn't rule.

But there are men.

And they rule totally.

And I'm going to get one before either one of you two deadbeats do.

Bet you don't.

Bet I do. Between the three of us, whoever gets their cherry popped first

to make the losers do whatever she wants for a full day.

24 hours.

I'm in.

Do I have a choice?

Hi, Lisa. What you been doing?

Nothing. I've been doing a lot of that lately.

Want to go do nothing together?

Nothing else. Welcome.

Hold the racket like so.

Wrist like so.

Swing and voila.

Give it a try.

Okay. Like this, right?

Ooh. Oh, damn. I just can't seem to do it right. Let me help you. Let me help

you. Would you, Mike? Yeah, put your arm out.

It's got to be natural.

This feels very natural.

It does, doesn't it?

Of course, Chris Everett Lloyd does it differently.

Like this?

You're more like Tracy Austin.

You're doing it right, Mike.

Okay.

Ah, yeah.

Harder. Ah, harder.

Yeah, oh yeah, yeah.

Yeah. Now,

fuck me, Mike. I'm ready.

I'm not.

Come on, get up.

Your stroke may be fine, but your serve stinks.

Hi, Joan. What you been up to?

Oh, just hosing around, Jenny.

Checking the engine.

Pistons need fixing?

Nope. Plugs.

Oh, I love plugs.

Do you?

Adore them. Yeah?

Show me how to drive it? Sure.

You know, it's not every day that a man can show a girl an engine.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Put

it

in me, please. Put it inside me.

Snap out of it.

I gotta get back to work.

But my engine's overheated.

Take care of yourself.

Hi, Mike. What you doing? Nothing.

Could you help me with my backhand?

Your corner of mind.

Yours? Uh -huh.

I just don't understand. Every time I see Joan, she seems to be having the

of her life.

Maybe it's because she's hosing every guy in this camp.

Well, maybe we should ask her for some tips.

Hi, Ron. What are you doing?

Not much. How about yourself?

Want to do something together?

Sure. You want to see my bus?

Love to.

Come on.

Get your sweet little buns in there.

Up we go.

Hi, Wendy. Gonna take a dip?

I'd rather take something else.

Oh?

I'd like to see what you have underneath that bathing suit of yours.

I'd love to. I'm going on break anyways. Why don't you join me?

I'd love to.

I've never done this before.

Oh shit!

Yeah.

Fuck my cock.

I don't know how.

Well, just put your lips in it.

Make it nice and hard.

I don't know.

I don't know.

be like that.

First time you're learning fast.

Oh, it hurts.

Please.

Rrrrrr

Oh!

They give us one night a week out of this hellhole, and you're late?

I love you, darling.

Tell me you love me, too.

I love you, too.

Let's go, Fluck.

I thought you were in a hurry.

Not in that much of a hurry.

Listen, Eraserhead starts in 20 minutes.

Well, in the theater, though.

But, but, but can't we do it later?

Na, na, na, na, na.

You're bluffing. You didn't really get fucked.

Look, no cherry.

Well, I heard you could lose that on a bicycle.

So where are the bicycles?

Besides, I didn't douche so you can still see the cum.

Yes. That's cheers to him.

And now it's my slaves for the day.

Where do you think you're going?

I expect more.

You two are going to make good little slaves.

Brett, you're keeping something from me. I'm just tired, I swear.

You're tired of fucking, that's all. I sat all through that movie, nothing.

Who have you been screwing? You always get it up. Who is it? It's you that I

love. Bullshit.

Come on, girls, move it.

Okay, down on the ground, push -up time.

Come on, one, two, three, four. Come on, girls.

Come on, Wendy, give us a break.

Come on, girls. You made the deal.

Come on.

Clean those spots.

It's only a day, girl.

Hi, Brett.

Come on, girls. Hurry up.

I've got plenty more jobs for you and I'm running out of time with you.

I'm only going to have you girls with my slaves for a couple more hours. You've

got to make this good.

Oh, don't worry. No more calisthenics.

It's my turn to do some exercising.

Now, Lisa, Loretta's in her cabin right now. Go over there and keep her occupied

for a couple of hours, okay? Jenny, go get Brett for me. I want to get laid one

last time. And I want to do it in the privacy of my own cabin.

But what if he doesn't want to come?

Oh, leave that to me.

Bad news.

Poor girl. Where did it hurt?

My leg. All over.

What the fuck is it? It's a cabin. Quick, we're up. She's crying for you.

Something awful. She's crying bananas.

You've got to help her. Oh, my God.

Did she say what was wrong with her? No, but it sounded serious.

I'm going to have fun with you baby.

We're dear.

I'll take care of you in a minute.

You poor thing.

Here, lie down on your stomach.

Come on.

Rest here until the morning.

I'm going back to the cabin now.

But wait, I don't feel that good.

We've got plenty to share. Why don't you join us?

Look at his balls.

If I don't get laid, man, I'm going to develop some severe psychological

problems. No shit.

Goddamn sexy slits.

They want it. And we want it.

Hell.

What are we waiting for?

Why,

Brett McGowan, you don't love me anymore.

We do.

Do you want to play ball?

Perfect time for the campfire ditties.

Ready? Uh -huh.

Grab your rod and grab your pole. Take a little trip to the old bunghole. Swing

your partner, do -si -do. Drop your pants and away we go.

I'm having fun, aren't you, sweetheart?