6th
GRADE CAMP RAID
Anything
For Fun, Adventure or Just Pure Pleasure
The
dorm was silent at 1:20 AM that morning. There was only the sound of Mr.
L. snoring from the front of the dorm. The four panty raiders looked at
each other from their bunks. They all nodded to each other. Slowly they
rose up and got dressed, making sure not to make any sounds that would
alert the other sleeping students.
They
crept through the dorm in a line on their hands and knees. Peeking around
the corner and finding Mr. L. still snoring and dead asleep, they crawled
to the stairs. Like a snake they went up the two flights of stairs that
lead to the upper dorm. The girls' dorm. When they arrived at the teachers'
room of the females' dorm, they peeked their heads around looking for
any signs of teachers or consciousness of any of the female students.
Splitting
up, two on the left and two on the right, they crawled on their stomachs
to the far end of the girl's dorm. Under the bunks they slid, opening
all the lockers and removing undergarments as they crawled. Reaching
the other end of the dorm, with hands full of panties and bras they
carefully stood up.
Spike
placed one of the larger bras on his head and fastened the two hooks
under his chin. He somewhat resembled a nun with two large warts on
her head. Doc put one of the bras he was holding around his waist and
stuffed the crotch end of one set of panties into his mouth. Mike H.
and Jim M. did likewise with their pile of bras and panties. The four
tried to keep from laughing as they did this. In their present mental
condition, Spike and Doc, when they turned and looked at each other,
could not fight their laughter.
As
the two's laughter bursted out of their mouths, the panties that Doc
had been chewing on fell to the floor. One of the girls woke up and
screamed. It was time.
"Panty
Raid!" the four boys yelled, as they started running.
Past
all the girls' bunks they flew. Down the steps to the boys' dorm. Just
as the light in the boys' dorm came on, the four were covering up their
fully dressed bodies and closing their eyes.
Mr.
L. shot up the steps to see what all the commotion was about in the
girls' dorm. When all was clear he came back down and woke every one
up with a loud, "Who was upstairs in the girls' dorm?"
All
the students, including the guilty four, started to rise and look aware.
Mr. L. started walking down the center of the dorm.
"Everyone
get up until someone gives me some names," he bellowed
Everyone
got out of their bunks and stood at the front of them. Looking down,
Doc realized that he still had the bra around his waist. Doc looked
over at Spike, who was likewise standing at the foot of his assigned
bunk. Spike still had the bra on his head. As Doc grabbed the bra from
around his waist and started to remove it, Mr. L. spotted Spike with
his custom head gear.
"Spike,
what is that on your head?" Mr. L. grunted questioningly.
"Your
o'ladys bra," Spike sarcastically replied, pulling the bra off his head.
Knowing
the two of them, Mr. L. after finding one of the culprits to be Spike,
looked directly over at Doc. Mr. L. saw that Doc still had the bra in
his hand. As Mr. L. stopped and turned to Doc with his hand out asking
for the bra, Spike was sneaking up behind Mr. L. with the bra in a slingshot
position and a shoe inside the left cup. "Wap!" was heard as the slingshotted
shoe hit Mr. L. in the back of the head, causing him to almost fall
on Doc. Turning quickly around he grabbed Spike by the shirt.
"You
little.... Your in deep shit now," Mr. L. bellowed.
The
smack of Doc's bra hitting Mr. L. echoed through the dorm. All the students
were laughing at Mr. L. since Spike hit him with the shoe. Now they
laughed even harder. So did Doc and Spike.
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