CHAPTER THREE

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"So, what are we doing tonight?", Andrea Naihman asked her friend Ross Avery.

     "Make out" Ross answered.

    "Everyone makes out here" Andrea said.

    "That's why teens come to Camp Crystal Lake" Ross said.

    "Is sex all there is?", Andrea said.

    "No. There's the woods; barn; and exercise center" Ross said.

    "Oh, we can use that later. Now, let's swim" Andrea said.

     "Good idea". Ross said. They got into their red swimming clothes. Andrea wore a red bikini; Ross wore red swimming shorts.

     They were half naked and barefoot. Once in the cool water, they swam excitedly. Just as they were enjoying themselves, they didn't see Jason Voohees lurking in the bushes, watching them. He gripped his large machete in his right hand, and decided to deal with them...

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"So, you have a boyfriend?", Ross asked.

     "No", Andrea answered.

      "That's hard to believe", Ross said.

      "That's true", Andrea said.

       Suddenly they saw Jason Voorhees. They didn't have time to scream; they were dead before they could scream, as Jason murdered them. Once their bodies thudded into the lake, blood gushing like a geyser, he was satisfied that no teens were offending him. Sex is punishment; sex is punishment; sex is punishment; sex is punishment; sex is punishment, Pamela Sue Voorhees told her son..."Yes Mother", Jason said, when he was 7 years old in 1953. And he smiled.

        Mother would be pleased; very pleased.

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