This was no ordinary day. If anything, “ordinary” was going to be redefined-at least for Ashley.Perhaps it would be best if I start from the begin...ning.Ashley had a penchant for writing stories since she was a young girl. Growing into young adulthood, her love of writing continued and she was selected to write for her high school newspaper. One day, Mr. Arroyo, the school’s editor-in-chief, selected her to interview a local baseball pitcher who had just won Rookie of the Year. Although she. She was so good looking that I had trouble relating her to the innocent little girl who'd asked me to pull her underpants off in Dougie's cellar... We didn't talk about what we were planning to do at first. We talked about school, our common friends. I realized that I liked Peggy very much. There was just something about her that made me feel... good. Then she broached the subject."Once a month or so, my gramma invites me to visit her and stay overnight. We always have fun - going shopping or. "That was weird."Ryan still held onto my body, completely spaced. My eyes unfocused again,and my head laid itself back on the floor."That's enough, Ryan," Sarah said, nudging me with her foot. "You're donehere."I tried again to make myself move, but Ryan just lay there, in some sortof shock. The bell rang and other students began to fill the hall, and Iwas stuck on the floor!I was desperately trying to lift my arm when it suddenly swung up andalmost hit me in the face."Hey!" I said... out loud!. "Oh, that's right. This is your first year here. Skinny-dipper Island is a small island in the middle of the lake. The boys' camp has been using it as a site for three day outings for the older kids; there are two camp sites set up there, one for six kids and one for twelve. We call it Skinny-dipper Island because the guys used to strip and spend the entire outing naked; you know ... a kind of 'Getting back to Nature' type of thing. We could bring the girls over there in a canoe and have the.