"Alright, peeps, I'm ready for my pat down." He held out his arms and spread his legs.
It was understandable the first time Griff said it, tolerable the second, annoying the third, and annoying as hell every time after that one. Griff was a Juvie boy, there was no doubt about it, but constantly asking for a pat down was tiring, especially tonight after eating the pitiful excuse for cooking from that pitiful excuse for a chef.
Griff let out a great yawn as he stretched out his arms and legs and began making his way towards his bed. He was stopped dead in his tracks by Ravi and Jorge. "Guys?"
"For the last time, we don't give patdowns," Ravi exasperated, "See." Pointing to the clause in the CIT handbook, it said it in black and white that no patdowns would be given. But Griff only smiled at this.
"No patdowns, but you do give strip searches." Ravi read the book again. He's right. Strip searches are allowed at the discretion of the CIT and councilor of each cabin, but it was only for major problems. "Oh by the way, here's some stuff I took from today." He dropped a wallet filled with several hundred bucks bulging out. Wait.
"Griff!" Ravi exclaimed, "And I thought you were doing so well with not stealing other people's stuff."
"Great, now we have no choice but to strip search you," Xander said. Griff wanted to smile. He had worn his best clothes in order to enjoy the strip.
The first thing to hit the floor was his black leather jacket. "I feel like one of those fancy restaurants where they take your coat from you."
Followed by his black leather boots. "Yep, want those gone. I once hid a few diamonds in my boots."
His belt was undone as his jeans fell to his ankles. His shirt was removed as well, leaving him in nothing more than his socks and tighty whities.
"Don't think we found anything else you stole," Xander said looking through his jacket. Griff only smiled and reached for his crotch.
"Gotta try harder than that." Griff wave a Benjamin Franklin which he pulled out of his briefs. And so the underwear and socks were also gone.
That night, Griff had gone to bed in the nude and he never thought it could possibly be a better sleep.
The following night, Griff had tried the same stunt, this time wearing the outfit he wore on the dock when they filmed "Tidal Wave". Once more, he was stripped nude and went to bed.
This continued for quite some time. Each night would have Griff steal something in order to get stripped naked and allow him to have a good night's sleep.
"You really are the coolest girl I ever met," Griff said while he was sleeping. Despite being a thief, Griff was a surprisingly heavy sleeper. Still, something did wake him. His body felt suddenly very moist as the sounds of laughter came to him.
He woke up and looked directly at what was happening. He was on his bed, but it had been moved. Not knowing where on the lake he was, Griff stood up and followed the giggling.
Suddenly, everything grew cold.
Every girl in camp was right in front of him.
"Guess he's not a grower or a shower." Crap, a girl from Bunny Cabin said this? What's wrong with kids these days. The hands he used to jerk off to the "coolest girl he ever met" were now being used to cover himself. Not that it helped. The girls could guess his length even if his slender fingers hid it.
"A little cruel, but necessary," Ravi said to Xander.
"Think he'll ever ask us to strip him again?" Jorge, Xander, and Ravi only laughed at Griff's misfortune.