Not My First

One time at summer camp I was sitting in the nurse’s office when I heard a couple of teens of the female persuasion outside. They were talking to each other saying, he’s not going to know what we need and they were very hesitant in coming through the door. They finally screwed up the courage to enter and before they could say a thing I said: What you want is on the top shelf, there are brown paper bags there also, so take what you need. They were amazed; little did they know they weren’t the first young ladies I’d assisted with this issue.

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