Sabrina and Lynn like boys. To them, males are the most interesting things on this planet. So when the guys in their school joined the Pathfinder Club, the girls quickly followed.
All went well until craft time and the boys headed upstairs to the old church attic to work on their weight lifting and tumbling honors while the others stayed below baking bread and painting pottery. None of the other girls had any desire to learn how to bench-press a Buick, and Sabrina and Lynn didn’t want to be the only female jocks in the group, so they reluctantly stayed behind.
«I’ve got it!» Sabrina gasped one evening while she and Lynn were up to their elbows in wheat flour. «Let’s sneak out and see what the guys are doing.» So when the instructor wasn’t looking, the two headed up the steps and soon were settled in an out-of-the-way spot watching the objects of their affection sweat and flex.
Suddenly the tumbling director started heading in their direction. «Quick,» Sabrina gasped. «Let’s hide behind those boxes.»
The attic in the old church wasn’t completely finished. Part of the floor, where the boys were, had been covered with strong boards. The other section boasted only a thin layer of plaster and dust between the joists. When the two girls jumped behind the boxes, they sailed right through the floor plaster, slipped between the joists, and landed with a resounding crash on the table spread with freshly baked bread in the room below.
No one was hurt. But needless to say, two totally embarrassed Pathfinders decided to start admiring boys from much safer hiding places.