He danced with a girl. In fact, he danced with the same girl the whole dance. That may sound innocent enough, but I know how these things happen:
When I was thirteen, I danced the whole camp dance with C.D. The following week during an intercamp archery competition, when I went into the archery hut to get a new arrow, he kissed me. In fact, that was my very first kiss.
In light of the dance marathon between the oldest and this girl, camp is clearly becoming a dangerous proposition.
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