This discussion of sexual discrimination on campouts brings me back to my Roman Gardens days, when I was on a ward campout, and the ward relief society president invited me to sleep in a tent with her and her roommates. Yeah, not the stereotypical RS president, but she was Canadian, after all.
We went river rafting the next day, and somehow, I ended up in a raft with 7 girls. Then it started hailing, and we had to pull to the side and huddle up together for warmth. All in bathing suits, mind you. Ahh, yes, good times.
Sorry I'm not adding to the substantive discussion, but I know better than to engage in a tongue-wagging session with the Cunning Lingo!
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