So when I was about 15-16 I worked at a summer camp. I met a lot of people there, smoked a lot of drugs and pretty much hooked up with a bunch of guys. I worked in the kitchen so I was with a small crew and we all Hun out minus these 2 girls who were always chillin with the counsellors( I hated those girls) well I had been introduced to a counsellor who was okay but a little heavy and not really my dte hot guy for the summer...but anyways we started hooking up. Mostly just hand jobs and what not. I didn't actually feel like doing him cause I has my eye on another counsellor who was extremely sexy. So one night there was a party and I had my shot with the hot guy. The chubby guy wasn't around so I went for it and hooked up with the hot guy. After I gave him a hand job he made up an excuse and left. I felt so stupid. He wanted to hook up with another girl. So two days after that one of the guys in my kitchen crew starts hitting on me, let's call him max. So we went at it when no obverse around in the cabin up stairs. He was super hot and I was feeling qhite good about myself. So after some swaying I fucked him. It was awesome and I felt great. We hooked up two more times in secret and the last time right after we were finished he starts talking about the two hot girls in our crew( the ones I hate) and how he wants to hook up with one of them cause those are the kind of girls you can actually date. Well I feel fucking stupid after this. Like a real dumb slut. So two days later I hear him start telling people in the kitchen how we fucked. So I started denying it hardcore. And one of my cabin mates tells our boss that he's spreading rumours about me. So the next thing I know I'm called in for a meeting with my boss, and two of the camp directors about how serious sexual harassment is, they sit us in a room and ask if I had sex with him and I denied it. And he kept saying we did so I was like I can't stand how you're spreading rumours about me..blah blah. So they fired him on the spot, he starts crying swearing he's not lying and I never gave in. He had to call his parents and tell them to pick him up and tell them what happened. I never told anyone the truth. And now years later I feel horrible about it.