Kenny Gamera wrote a story which started the
Girl Scout story flood.

It are more than twenty stories by totally different writers with different writing styles. There are many good ones (like those from Mr. Gamera or Mr. Hoisington and some very bad ones — one of the latter sort you are getting to read here, so escape if you can.

It was yet another night, in which I visited the "Red 5" club. After I had ordered my obvious whisky, I remarked three boy scouts, barely 18 years of age, entering the club.

They ordered three cokes and stopped, when they came by my table.

"Do you have a Thesaurus", the first asked.

"No," I answered.

"Do you want o buy ...", the second started.

"No!" I answered.

"That's weird," the third said. "By the way, I am Pavel, my brother Havel and our buddy Karel."

"That's fine with me, but I won't buy anything anyway."

"Oh. Okay, please excuse me." The three of them disappeared in the rest-room.

Fifteen minuts later I had to go for myself, feeling the urge to pee. As I entered the men's toilet I discovered Karel, getting a blowjob by Havel and an ass-fuck by Pavel.

I shaked my head and said, "Karel, you and your buddies, you're weird."

Karel answered, "that's your fault — if you had the Thesaurus..."

"Who would take a thesaurus to a club?" I asked, but left the rest-room before he was giving his reply.

As I returned to my table I found it in use. Three girl scouts sat there, the fourth chair was empty, but a new glass of Jameson was prepared for me.

"Hi girls," I said, "do you seek for your buddies?"

"Do you have a thesaurus?", said the blonde.

"No, I haven't..."

"Did you buy..." asked the redhead.

"No, I didn't."

"That's weird," said the raven-haired.

"That's true," I contered. "Two boy scouts fucking and sucking off their buddy in the men's restroom is damned weird."

They laughed.

"Do you want to fuck me?" asked the blonde.

"Or getting sucked?" continued the red-head.

"All three of us?" ended the raven-haired.

"If I haven't to buy anything — I already have a thesaurus at home."

"You're fun, that's fine with us," said the blonde.

"We like fucking for fun," said the red-head.

"Fucking for selling a thesaurus is weird. We aren't weird." said the ravenhaired.

Soon, we emptied our drinks and left for my home. Radka, Vladka and Katka stayed the night and two more. Then they left and I never met them or their buddies again.