She walked up to me after a while and started talking to me generally. We got comfortable and she said that both of us don’t talk much. I said yeah ...I’m not much of a talker. She replied “so you just like looking at me in the class and not talk to me”. I was stunned that I was caught staring at her in class by her a couple of times. I told her that I was a keen observer. She smiled and said “hahaha a little birdie told me that you like me quite a bit”. I blushed and tried to look down but she. I was used to this by now, but the only thing was, that I recently moved further away from the high school and camp was 12 hours long 5 days a week and it started at 6 am. I knew I would never make it for 2 weeks driving miles at the butt crack of dawn. And not to blow my own horn, but I was a team captain and it was a must for me to show up. So I asked one of good friends Kenny, if I could stay at his house for the 2 weeks of training camp. It was the ideal spot,it was only around the corner. All the weeks of getting ready for the party fell in on me and I fell asleep yet again knowing Jenny had not deserted me for Tom. Around noon I could hear the rain pelt the air-conditioner, not that that mattered as I felt someone’s warm body on top of me, under the blanket waking me up in the best way possible. I could feel her warm mouth around me and could not believe it. This was going to be a great year. I reached down to stroke Jenny’s hair and it was much longer than I remembered it to. They looked like they were painted on, they were so tight. She was a fraction of an inch taller than me, and her slender, willowy body had a long, long torso. Most of it was bare. A vast expanse of smooth, tanned skin went up from the shorts across her flat tummy and high up her chest until just below her smallish breasts, which were covered by a tube top of the same material that was probably barely three inches wide. She had a cute little inny, I noted, seeing her navel for the first time..