Standing in the community cabin, Maggie held her clipboard as she addressed the assembled girls of her troupe.  A tall slender young woman, the ‘mother hen’ wore a pair of short boy cut shorts of black nylon/lycra, the stretch fabric hugging her hips like a second skin and accentuating the firm globes of her tight ass.  Tied up under her breasts which revealed a tanned and toned midriff, Maggie also wore a light yellow t-shirt with the camp logo over the swell of her left breast.  Her brown hair was long which she kept tied back into a loose pony tail.<br/><br/>As she spoke, Maggie’s eyes drifted across the three attractive faces before her.  There was the alluring Donna, the exotic Kayla, and the lithe and innocent looking Yukio.  “Okay, girls.  We’ve got our charges arriving in the next few minutes.  We’ll greet them and I’ll pair you up accordingly.  The boys have been discreetly tested for STDs and all are negative.”  Maggie knew her girls were safe as well and knew each were on the pill.  “Keep in mind that we are to give our charges the best time of their life, special memories to carry with them into life.  Needless to say, their fathers’ pay an asinine amount to the camp for their kids to experience what we have been providing for years.”<br/><br/>“Now, before we leave for the assembly area, are there any last questions?”<br/>