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Read on and enjoy. Cheers, Rick
Chapter 118 ended
There was a bit more chatting between all three of them and then J and the Daimler owner got in the car and moved off on the way to Thessaloniki. Although the driver was old enough to be J's father, he chatted away in his broken English, struggling at times to find the correct word to insert when he came to something his vocabulary let him down on. J was taken right to the airport entrance and then the man asked something in Greek of one of the staff there and getting the answer he needed he took J to meet the bus driver.
Chapter 119
Fortunately for J, the coach driver could speak a bit of English and so they could make themselves understood to each other. The driver was fully aware of the wait he would have and told J that leaving the bags on the bus would be no problem and that it would be better to keep the kids in the airport terminal while they waited as the bus was too small an area for them to sit in after they had been cooped up on a plane for several hours already. So after having had a good chat with the driver J made his way into the terminal and found the service desk where he explained who he was and asked to be shown where the lounge that had been arranged for them was. The clerk behind the desk did not know anything about it and asked what airline was being used. J did not know the answer to that and so the clerk went off to see if she could find out something. Returning about ten minutes later she introduced J to a colleague whom she said would help him. J wondered just how many Greek gods there could be, as the young man who was to help him fitted into that category with ease. He was about twenty and stood at least at 5' 10" with a typical athletes tapering shape, and when he turned he presented two tightly wrapped melons of a bum which helped to pull his trousers in at the front and accentuate his bulge; which by it's shape indicated he was wearing briefs or a thong as his cock was curled around over his balls rather than lying down the leg of a pair of boxers or trunks. It is amazing how much one can take in with a few short glimpses lasting parts of a second each. The man introduced himself as Demetri and asked J to follow him. He took J to the lounge and showed him what facilities were available and explained that shortly after the flight had arrived they would bring in a trolley with drinks and sandwiches, but if someone wanted something before these arrived, they could make use of the vending machines which used Euros and would make change if notes were fed into the machine. Then Demetri took J down to the arrivals lounge and supplying him with a pass showed him how he could get through some of the security barriers in order to round up the kids he was meeting. Finally Demetri showed him where there were internal telephones which he could use to call for help if he should need it. J was left then almost wishing that a need would arise so that he could call for Demetri to come to his assistance. The last thing J asked was whether or not Demetri could check to see that the names on his list were on the flight manifestos so that he would know that he was collecting all the campers from both flights. Demetri said it would be no problem and led J back to the services desk where he went to a computer terminal and after bashing about on a few keys, he began to check the names against the one list. Seemingly satisfied with what he saw, he began to hit the keys again and moments later was comparing J's list the computer again. A few minutes later he came out and confirmed that all the names on the lists were on the respective flight manifestos. He then turned to J and told him that the first of the flights had landed and the passengers were already dis-embarking. Armed with that news, J retrieved his lists from Demetri and began to make his way back to the arrivals where he used his pass to get beyond the barrier and begin to look for blue bangled teens.
According to his list, J had to collect together sixteen people from this first flight, and so he began to look in earnest as the passengers from the plane stood around the luggage carousel. J noticed a group of young teens standing looking down the length of the belt to where the luggage came through a hole in the wall on its way along the carousel. J moved over towards them and was relieved when he spotted the blue wrist band on a couple of them. Once J got to them he introduced himself and told them to make their way over to a meeting point out of the way of the milling crowd once they had picked up their baggage. J counted up and there were six guys and two girls in that group which left him just the other half to find and sort out. Moving in and out of the crowd he managed to locate another two and then a group of three and finally the last three who just happened to be looking for their bags on the wrong carousel. J steered them in the right direction and seeing one of the others struggling with two heavy cases, he moved over and helped him to carry one of the cases over to the designated meeting point. Telling the hapless lad to wait there for the others, he went back to see if any of the others were in need of assistance. Quite by accident, he bumped into two of the leaders who had flown over on the plane and was then able to introduce himself and explain what he was doing about rounding his charges up. The two leaders looked impressed that one so young had been sent to collect the campers and said that they would steer any they saw over to the right point. J thanked them and then went off to see how the others he was taking over responsibility for were faring. J found the first group of three that he had met just getting the last of their bags off the belt and so he helped them to carry their stuff over to the meeting point and was really pleased to see that all the others were there. Standing with them was another leader from off the flight and this one was clearly the one who had been in overall charge on the plane. Apart from looking exasperated, he just had that air about him. J introduced himself and once the leader was satisfied J was who he said he was, he told the campers he was just going to take a role call to make sure everyone was present. Thankfully, they were all present and correct and so the leader handed over to J and told the kids to enjoy their camp and listen to J as he was in charge.
"Right, we are going to go over to customs as a group and I hope none of you have any contraband in your baggage." J told them with a smile. He then led the sixteen over to the customs people who asked for their passports again as each piece of luggage was put through an x-ray scanner once again. Thankfully they made it safely through the customs and immigration officials and finally stepped out into the public side of the airport terminal. There he gathered them around him again and explained how they were going to take their luggage and get it stowed on the coach and then they would come back inside the terminal to wait for the people off the next flight. There was a collective gasp and some murmuring which J could not make out as the group stepped out from the air-conditioned building into the Greek heat.
"Don't worry, you will get used to it quickly as there is no air-conditioning in the dorms and so the change from cool inside to hot outside will not be as startling." He told them.
After getting all the luggage safely stowed, J took his group back inside the building and led them to the lounge. There J explained that there would be some free eats and drink arriving shortly but that if they could not wait they could use their euros to feed the vending machines. J also told them that they could go and browse through the shops, but as they were not the duty free they would be expensive and they would be better off by keeping their money and spending it on the campus instead. "But here's the deal. If you want to leave this lounge area, first you do not go alone, and second you tell me before you leave and I will give you a time limit to return by." J gave his final instruction.
"What is the camp like?" Margaret, one of the girls asked.
"It's much like most of the other camps. You have dormitories to sleep in, there is a main dining hall for meals, craft and activity areas, a cinema slash theatre and outdoor activity areas as well as a private beach. There is a shop as well as vending machines and quite nice gardens. The camp warden, Spiro, is quite a nice guy and as long as you do not give him trouble, he will be kind to you." J told them.
"But you would say that wouldn't you? After all you Greeks have to stick together." One of the boys called out.
"And you are who?" J asked as he realised that his tan and dark hair made him look more Greek than English.
"I am Daniel, you know like the killing the lions in the den." Dan replied sarcastically.
J looked at his list and said, "Ah, that would Mr. Daniel Scorby then. From Liverpool, I believe?"
Dan just nodded his head, somewhat amazed at the information J had on him. Then he asked, "Do you have all our details then?"
"No. They stopped short of giving your cock size. But then I suppose that is because it is too small to take note of." J replied.
"I aint ashamed of my cock. Bet it is bigger than yours." Dan challenged.
"Well we might see about that later." J threw back at him shocking Dan into silence for a bit.
"Hey, it's not only the Greeks who have got decent cocks you know." Dan came back with eventually.
J chose not to let him know just yet that he was not Greek and also that Dan was going to have to live with J as his dorm leader for the camp.
The conversation was brought to a close at that moment as the doors to the lounge opened and a couple of trolleys were wheeled in laden with sandwiches, small Greek pastries and a selection of soft drinks.
"Ok guys, you have about another half an hour wait here, and then a two hour coach ride to get to camp so tuck in and eat this lot but remember that there is no loo on the coach and no stopping along the way. Also it is illegal to do it out of the window, so if you are going to have a drink make sure you either can get rid of it before we leave or you can hold it till we get to the camp." J advised them.
There was a bit of a scramble as the vultures descended on the trolleys. There was enough that no kid needed to fight others off for food but it was not that long before it all was demolished and there were just crumbs left on the plates. The drinks also disappeared almost as quickly; which meant that some must have had more than one, or had secreted one away in a back pack or such like. J did not really care as the food was for them and so if nothing was left then that was ok too. At least the eating and drinking helped to pass the time and it was not long before J told them they all had to stay in the lounge while he went to get the ones off of the next flight. J's plan was to bring the second group back to the lounge, then marry the two groups up and walk them out to the coach as one group.
J only had to get twelve from this second flight and he managed to take delivery of them quite quickly and get them ushered through customs and immigration with little difficulty and soon had them following him back to the lounge. At the doors to the lounge, J stopped and called the others out and they set off to the coach and finally on to camp. On the way back some of the campers fell asleep and J was able to go through his lists once again to see which of the boys on his lists were in his dorm.
When they arrived back at the camp, Spiro met the coach and told them that for some of them their dorm leaders were not yet here and they would have to wait for a few hours till the next lot of flights brought in the rest of the campers. "To make it fair, we are not going to divide you up into your dorms until the others arrive. So I want you to bring your luggage with you to the cinema and there we have some cartoons to show you to keep you occupied for a couple of hours." Spiro told them. There was a collective groan as these happy campers were tired and really wanted to just find a bed and lie down comfortably until it was time for food or another activity.
Well folks the final third of the camping is about to begin. Funny how it is called camping, but there is not a tent in sight. What do you think? - Rick