02 - Pirates
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By Laura
Tuesday, April 29th 2003 - 05:07:33 PM
Pirates
It was late June and my friends and I were at a summer camp. It was just last summer and I was 13. In the afternoon, the camp would go over to a lake to swim. There was also a small cave we were allowed in, though hardly anyone wanted to go in.
My friend Mickey (a female, sort for Micaela) and I were sitting on the ground, reading, when Andrew (different from the one in my other story) and his friend Derek walked up to us. We were all 13, except for Andrew, who was 14. He asked us if we wanted to play a game with them. We were pretty bored, so we agreed, and put our books away.
The two brought us to the cave, they said we'd play Pirates. Mickey and I exchanged confused glances, but agreed anyway.
They said they'd be the pirates, and we'd be the two people lost on the island. Mickey and I found this odd, but agreed anyway.
Derek emptied out his backback, which he was wearing. Inside was a bunch of lanyard, which he'd probably gotten from the arts and crafts room, for the younger children. He told us they were just going to use it if they got bored.
Then, Andrew told us to split up and walk around, and they'd find us. We said, "Okay." and did as they said.
I started walking around the cave, while Mickey walked out of it. I almost reached the back when I felt a hand grab me.
It was Andrew, he turned me around and grinned. He pushed me down on the ground and smiled, "Don't speak."
I raised an eyebrow and nodded. He took out some thick lanyard and wrapped it around my ankles. Finally, I had the urge to speak, "What are you doing?"
He growled, "I thought I told you not to speak." Andrew took my bandana out of my hair and cleave gagged me with it.
Before I could untie it, he grabbed my hands and looped more lanyard around it. I was shocked, never had he mentioned this. I wondered how Mickey was.
Andrew was laughing under his breath while he used more lanyard to go around my legs and some on my chest. "You're wondering what this has to do with pirates right?" I let out a loud mppph. "Well, I'm the pirate, and you're the hostage."
He started tickling me and, grinning, he bent over and kissed me on the cheek, probably as a joke.
After an hour, he let me go, and it ended up Mickey was in a tree near the lake and Derek couldn't find her. I am probably never going to play a game called Pirates again.
Laura
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Laura's stories
- 01 - Capture The Flag (m+/f)
- 02 - Pirates (mm/ff)
Index of all stories in the "Archive for Everyone" section