Summer camps were fun, brutal, social places. They were where young boys and girls learned to appreciate the wilderness, some survival skills, and most of all got to escape from technology. For Garrett, he hated it. Not because of the lack of technology, he lacked that anyways, but for the presence of wilderness.
For him, the concrete was his wilderness and he could get lost in it at any moment. Here, everything made him itch and everything was uncomfortable. If he wandered into the woods, and he had, he got lost easily and barely made it back safely and he did so with many small injuries. The only thing this place had going for it was fresh air and perhaps seeing some girls his age in bikinis when the schedule allowed for it.
Thankfully though his cabin mates weren't as horrible as the rest of the place. Most snuck out every night, and everyone covered for each other. He didn't have a secret rendezvous like many of the others claimed, or any dirty plans for the girls cabins, but he did want to get out. The tightly packed cabin with everyone else talking and bragging and sometimes expressing loneliness was just too much emotion in one place for him.
He put in word with someone he knew was cool in the group and headed outside into the moonlight. His bed was disguised to look like he slept in it and once he had hopped off the main road, no counselor would ever find out he had left.
Once outside there weren't many places to go. He loved the tower above the archery range, but that was locked and he didn't want to climb the outside in the dark. The cafeteria would be nice but he had discovered on a previous night that it was always filled with counselors late at night, snacking and talking. No, if he really expected to be alone he had to find someplace in the wilderness. The only part of said wilderness he was familiar with at all though was the river that curved along most of the camp, so thats where he found himself going. He walked downhill towards the younger camps since he knew most couples would be sneaking uphill and naturally the counselors too would be looking for them that way. After walking through a few bushes and making sure he wasn't anywhere where a lazy counselor would go to pee, he turned to the rivers edge.
It turned out that the downhill space near the river was given to the younger groups for good reason. Shallow waters, very slow moving, but clean and pristine. It was probably why the counselor got so mad when Keith tried to pee in the waters too, he figured.
But he didn't feel much like a swim. In fact, he didn't even know what he felt like except that he didn't want to be in his cabin that night. A short walk along the river away from the path revealed a rock protruding from the water. The water right below the rock looked incredibly peaceful, it was slightly deeper and the water seemed to almost stand still, like you could hold onto the rock and just float without any worries.
Garrett didn't do that immediately though. The rock was large enough and slanted enough to be used as a reclining chair, and that he did. He stared at the stars for a moment and twisted on the rock to try and get comfortable many a moment more.
Eventually though, he realized he was not getting comfortable and the water did look really, really inviting. But he didn't have a swimsuit.
"Fuck it." He didn't have anything to lose, no pride to maintain, and he was a good few feet away from the path anyways. He stood on the rock and began to strip, laying first his jacket, then his shirt on the rock. His shoes proved slightly more difficult, and after some hesitation he tossed them to the shore with his socks and sent his pants and boxers after them some moments later.
The water wasn't cold, or at least, it wasn't so cold that he couldn't handle it. He felt a chill the moment he dipped inside but not enough that he held back. He felt naked, exposed with the wind biting at his naked flesh. He submerged himself completely and held onto the rock with one hand like he imagined, gently floating to the surface. At first the slimy rocks at the bottom he felt discouraged him from enjoying the sensation, but then he felt a certain peace.
And finally, he saw a face looming over his own from the side of the river.
-<3-
"Now girls, stay in your cabin!" Lena said, knowing full well that all the girls inside would very gladly remain there as long as she asked them too. The entire group had been telling ghost stories. For once Lena would probably remain at peace the entire night. Lights were out(sans a few night lights) the moment she walked away and a quick walk through showed the rest of the cabins were good too.
"Night!" She said to her male counterpart for their age group. Tonight was a good night after a good day. She had been teaching her groups how to swim earlier and finished the day off with archery. She drew a lot of eyes doing it in her bikini top, but she figured it was nothing the guys hadn't or wouldn't see. A little bit of eye candy wouldn't hurt any impressionable youths. Said bikini top was now covered by a jacket, not that it stopped all the young boys from talking about it.
It was nine fifteen. Not late for her, but late in the eyes of the camp that expected everyone to be an early riser without exception. Without internet or any other entertainment she intended to go back to her cabin when she was interrupted by a peculiar sound.
The sound of someone rustling in the bushes nearby her cabin.
Immediately she rushed to the side of her cabin, peering into the darkness. Was it a curious kid, drawn by her bikini top? Was it another counselor, perhaps some sort of creep? Maybe it was some kind of wild creature? The answer was the first, but as it turned out for none of the reasons she expected. As she remained still against the wall she saw a figure push through the bushes and onto a more manageable path. He was young, with long red hair and an almost melancholy look of frustration.
He wasn't so young however that he would ever belong in her age group. What a boy so old was doing in her section was beyond her reason, but he was gone before she could stop him.
Why had she been hiding again? Oh right. She thought he may have been a creep, and now it was her job to get him back to his cabin. Being a counselor was frustrating work.
"Hey!" She called out, knowing that he was too far gone to hear her. She trotted out into the path to follow him and followed it all the way to the river.
It was there that she thought she lost him for good. To her left the river slanted up the hill, no one was visible and there were no wet footprints on the other side. On the right there was a rock in the stream but no other real place anyone could be. She was examining the path behind her to see if she could have possibly missed anything when she heard a voice from behind her. Once again she swiveled towards the river, certain she had heard him now.
Her eyes scanned the banks, looking for the source of the voice, it wasn't until the thump of the young boys shoes hitting the bank was heard that she located him.
An obvious head of red peeking over the rock, quite a bit brighter than her own auburn hair. With a triumphant grin she began sliding past the bushes quietly towards him. She didn't yell for fear she'd frighten him off. When another pack of clothes landed on the bank next to his shoes, she assumed it was his shirt and kept walking.
Then she found a naked boy floating in the river, so peaceful, as if he were dead.
His shirt on the rock was her first clue, the pants and boxers at her feet the other confirmation. She didn't get the chance to stare between his legs to check once again if he was naked, for the very next moment his eyes opened and locked with hers.
"A-Ah.... uhm...." She paused, knowing she had the authority in this situation, but far too shocked and baffled to make use of it. "Why come all the way down here to skinny dip...?" She asked eventually, trying to play off his nudity. He didn't seem to be panicking yet. "The point of skinny dipping is to do it with others your age you know."
Not the subject that, as a counselor, she should be stern about but it was all Lena could think of in that moment. With his long hair and disinterested eyes, Garrett just didn't seem like the kids she had been hired to counsel. Not to mention, unable to help herself, when she glanced between his legs she thought she saw something a bit too adult to belong to a kid.
Instead of reacting with fear and
immediately covering up, Garrett found himself staring back into
Lena's eyes. It wasn't that he was calm, nor that he was used to
being seen naked by a girl, it was just that he was freaking out so
hard that he couldn't even bring himself to cover himself up. In
fact, this was so close to the worst case scenario that it was
laughable. Or no, Lena was attractive, this was a very confusing
situation that was both the best and worst case scenario at once.
What a joke.
“I came down here because I was less likely to
be spotted.” He explained. Unable to think of another appropriate
response, and still too shocked to have the nerve to cover himself
up. “Lot of good that did me.” Garrett watched Lena's face
closely, surprised to see her not only not showing signs of anger,
but to see her eyes flicker to his member. Oh? A small rush of ego
filled Garrett's mind as he regained his nerve. He was easily a foot
shorter than her, but did his naked form cause her to actually think
of him for a little bit as a man? The thrill of being watched brought
a flush of red into his face, but the adrenaline shook him to action
despite his nerves.
“Hey, just because I'm younger doesn't mean you can stare at my dick all you want.” He said with what he tried to make a playful grin, but ended up just displaying how frustratingly red his face was. He gathered the nerve to sit up while resting in the deepest portion, not wanting to stand up in the cold night air. “I came here to be alone.”
Lena's small smile quickly melted when
her teasing attitude was redirected back at her. Not to mention being
called out on her wandering eyes. A part of her wanted to cry out
that she didn't do it on purpose, but the shitty little grin Garrett
was developing told her that getting defensive wouldn't do any good.
He may act and look mature, but any young guy would be a master of
the worst kinds of teases.
“Yeah, and you aren't.” She
said, finally talking to him sternly. “What if one of the younger
girls in a nearby cabin had walked out and seen you? This is where
the youngest groups sleep.” It really was an issue, she realized.
It was the first one her boss would call Garrett on for. Being alone
and naked in the woods was one thing, but he had risked the younger
kids seeing him.
The fact that all little girls anywhere nearby were safe and asleep in bed occurred to Lena, but Garrett didn't know that. She would be expected to ignore that and think of the worst case as part of her job.
He did however catch some of the
hesitation in her eyes. Putting his arms down between his legs to
cover himself up a bit, he matched Lena's gaze defensively. “You're
saying you'd let little kids wander to the river at night? Isn't that
kind of dangerous?”
“Of course not!” Lena immediately
retorted.
“Then its safe.” Garrett shot back
before she could continue. “I trusted in a few things when I came
down here. The dumb couples like high places like that make-out
meadow place near the waterfall, that's where all the other kids will
go when they sneak out and its where the counselors will look for
them. That, and the younger kids will have a faster curfew. I came
here to get away from everyone.”
His argument was sound,
kind of, but Lena didn't really like to lose. “You're still not
allowed out of your cabin this late to begin with.”
“Gonna
rat me out? I can tell everyone how you stared at my dick.” Garrett
retorted with a mischievous expression.
“And how you got a
boner sitting naked in front of me in the river?” Lena retorted
back, noticing the length he was now hiding between his arms. For
Garrett, the stress of being interrogated by an attractive older girl
in shorts while naked in the river was having a lot of effects on
him, and that just so happened to be one of them.
“And how
you just so happened to stare hard enough to notice it....” Garrett
retorted, grinning and looking away to hide the rush of red to his
face. “I mean, geez, stop staring. We don't even know each others
names. Didn't you ever do something like this when you were
younger?”
“I'm Lena, and of course! I still do it if I feel like it.” She said, feeling some strangely competitive. “And I can't be that much older than you.” Despite herself, her face began to turn a little bit red. In truth the two had a four year age gap between thirteen and seventeen, but neither would discover that immediately.
“Then is it really fair to get me in trouble for it? To send me back to that shitty cabin?”
“Well....” There was no real contest, if not for her job, Lena would immediately let Garrett go. Even encourage his fun perhaps. Every other kid was probably sneaking out like him, and he was arguably being less mischievous than the rest. “Okay, you're right. But either one of us could still get in loads of trouble if they caught us out here.”
“Yeah?” Garrett asked, well aware
that was the case and also aware that he was somehow managing to
avoid that fate as he spoke to her. “Well, you're the expert on
that. How likely is it that one of those girls will walk out here? Or
a counselor?”
Lena's mind did a mental inventory of all of
her girls, the boys nearby, and her co-counselor. She thought of the
group leaders up the hill but realized that there was little good
reason for them to visit her much less check the river. “Pretty
unlikely, the girls are all asleep and the guys would be more
interested in the girls than the river. That and my co-counselor is a
deep sleeper it seems, thankfully our kids behave themselves.”
“Then we're safe.” Garrett said
with a smile, meeting eyes with Lena and feeling his and her cheeks
light up like a spark was shot between them. “My name is Garrett by
the way.”
“Nice to meet you Garrett.” Lena said
pleasantly as Garrett smiled at her. The reality of their situation
began to crash over her a little, both were staring at each other and
blushing, smiling too no doubt. Even without the fact that he was
naked, it was a very easily misunderstood position. Lena wasn't dumb
by any stretch of the imagination, but now that she had thoroughly
thrown away her role as counselor to the boy she could see where this
situation was going if she didn't exit quickly.
“The waters not bad if you want to join me, by the way.” Garrett said to fill the awkward silence, unsure how to take Lena's deliberative look. It was a step in the exact direction that Lena thought the situation was headed, and though she didn't want Garrett in trouble the risk she was taking was beginning to become very apparent.
“Well....” She said, with a smile. “I've been in the water enough today. I just came here because you came crashing through a bush by my cabin.” She explained, surprising Garrett who thought he had been very quiet. “I should really get to bed, my co-counselor is a really early riser.” With that she gave a little smile and wave. It was to her the most reasonable way she could leave before expectations or actions got out of hand. Garrett had a response spoken however before she could step even a single step.
“That isn't really fair though, is it?”
The words were shot from Garrett's lips before he even realized he had thought them. Sure, fantasies had run through his head, Lena was attractive, and the mood seemed right. Still, to actually say the bold words that could stop her from leaving was something he had thought beyond himself, and apparently Lena thought it too.
Instead of replying properly, she stopped and stared, quirking up one eyebrow to question him.
Better have a good excuse she thought,
but even as he explained she knew what was coming. Garrett's sudden
spirit of masculinity left himself a bit and he found his eyes
seeking the stars to avoid her questioning gaze as he responded.
“You've been staring at me naked for how long? I should.... You
should show me something at least. If we're being fair.”
“I
didn't choose to look at you in the nude....” Lena said with an
amused expression, unsure if she regarded Garrett as a child who was
trying very hard or a boy who she wanted to play hard to get for. She
couldn't deny the spark between them.
“But you did choose to keep looking, and more, to keep looking down.” Garrett's courage returned and he met her eyes. He raised his own eyebrows in question and this time it was Lena's turn to look away with an embarrassed expression.
“What am I supposed to do? With you naked right in front of me?” The words came out of Lena's voice in a low tone, wavering slightly with embarrassment. Her hands gripped the front of her jacket, suddenly aware of the bikini top she still wore beneath it. “Okay, I'll take off my jacket, but I'm not getting into the water.”
A victory however slight, Garrett
immediately imagined the sight of a shirt underneath. “I mean, just
the jacket?” He complained, eliciting a small grin from
Lena.
“Calm down.” She giggled. “I know its not what you
want but... see?” As her hand snaked down her front, the jacket
fell to each side to reveal she still wore a white bikini top beneath
with pink stripes. Garrett's eyebrows raised, taking in every contour
of her skin as it went from her collarbone down to her navel. “By
the way, isn't it... kind of cold in there?” She asked as she fully
removed the jacket and added it to the clothes pile, feeling the cold
night breeze.
“Its not bad.” Was Garrett's short response,
feeling even now perhaps a little warmer than before. “But it is
slightly slimy....” He added with a frown. Somehow the conversation
had become casual again.
“Yeah. Not getting in there.” Lena
repeated.
“You already said that.” Garrett retorted with a
frown. “... Are you wearing the bikini bottom beneath those
shorts?” Lena shot a tight frown at Garrett, but he persisted. “I'm
naked Lena, am I not even worth seeing your ass in a bikini?”
Lena let out a small snort and a giggle, staring openly now at Garrett's nude form. “How easy do you think my ass is to get?” She asked, placing a small emphasis on the word ass. Garrett blushed, but the power of the bikini meant that this time his eyes didn't stray from her.
“Its amazing, I can tell. Not that I've even seen your backside yet, but...” Garrett blushed, his own eyes traveling down her figure. “I don't need to, your entire figure is amazing.” Lena smiled at Garrett's compliment, and Garrett continued. “That said, I think my body is at least worth a peek at you in a bikini.”
“Don’t get too confident.” Lena
said with a smile. Nervously she glanced back as if that would be the
exact moment they got caught, then she undid her shorts and took them
off. In the darkness Garrett could see they matched the top, though
he could only see them as well as he could given their white color.
Just as he was working up the courage to speak, Lena did a little
spin and took the power away from his voice temporarily. As he stared
dumbfounded, Lena grinned at him. “How long are you going to stay
in there anyways? Or do you like slimy places?”
“H-Hey.”
Garrett intoned indignantly, having been sitting to hide his
erection. She was right though, the night was getting colder and he
needed to get out eventually. He stood up and did his best to ignore
that his erection was now on full display.
“How old are you?” Lena asked
curiously, toying with her clothes with her feet. She wanted
desperately to put them on just to avoid the awkward moment, but she
really did think she owed it to Garrett a little after staring so
openly at him.
“Thirteen.” Garrett said, gathering his
clothes from the rock and stepping onto the riverbank. “You?”
“Not bad for thirteen.” Lena said, silently cursing at the world for putting her into such a delicious situation with someone as far from her age as Garrett. “I'm seventeen, so... I guess I'm a bit too old for you.”
“Forget that.” Garrett said with a childish pout. “The girl I lost my virginity to was around that age.” He stated casually.
The words 'lost my virginity' hung in the air for a few moments as Lena stared at Garrett. “You're not a virgin?” She asked, wanting to doubt him despite the seriousness in his eyes. The way he seemed to feel no need to prove his claim. At least until she asked her question, then Garrett shot her a defensive glare.
“Yeah.” He said back moodily, and Lena sensed that perhaps it wasn't the best topic to be on. “... Is there a shower in your cabin or something? Somewhere close? I don't want to get dressed while wet and....”
“Ah.” Oh right, that was an issue. In fact, it was a pretty big issue. Suddenly Lena was glad she hadn't left Garrett cold and naked out in the middle of the woods. “My cabin is kind of far but there's a shower room close for when the kids swim. I have the keys.”
“Halleluiah.” Garrett replied while
shivering. “Lets go.” Lena laughed and took some of his clothes
into her own arms so Garrett could concentrate on keeping warm. The
cold night air felt good on her bare skin, but she imagined it was
dreadful for Garrett with water dripping down him still.
Garrett
followed her past the walkway while naked, and finally Lena began to
feel secure in her assurances from earlier. There was very little
chance they would get caught, she could probably even sneak him into
her cabin for the night if she felt like it, provided his cabin-mates
wouldn't report him out of jealousy. She toyed with these playful
thoughts without much concern while unlocking the shower rooms door
and leading him in. It was a wide room with many shower nozzles, and
Lena smiled when she saw that one shower still had a bag next to it.
“That must be Kaitlyn's, she's always leaving her stuff around.” Lena said as she dug into it without hesitation. “Good news is you get soap.”
Soap was good news for Garrett, but hot
water was better news. Some showers up the mountain a bit had only
cold water for the older kids, but they were meant for use on summer
days not cold nights. He heated up the water and submerged himself
the moment it got warm. “Ahhh...” While resting in the stream had
been somewhat relaxing at first, the warm water was more relaxing by
far. He felt the water wash away the gooseflesh and turned to look at
Lena while water flowed all around his head and down his
body.
“Geez, you must have been really cold then.” Lena
said while biting her lip, once again considering the possibilities.
“I really should probably go.” She said, thinking aloud. “It'd
be horrible if I got caught here, for both of us, and you are pretty
young....” She toyed with the string tying the sides of her bikini
as she stared at Garrett, who was staring back at her with an amused
expression. Finally, his lack of concern for what she was saying and
the look on his face got to her, and she snapped at him.
“Mind
telling me whats so damned funny?” She asked with a frown.
“You're silly.” Garrett said, his smile only getting deeper. “If you really wanted to leave, you wouldn't need all those justifications.” He said. “Are you waiting for me to give you permission?”
As his question bounced around in her mind Garrett stepped out from the shower and began walking towards where she stood. His eyes locked with hers playfully and she felt her world seem to slow down. Why was he walking closer? Was he right? Did she want him to stay? Garrett continued to advance closer to her, and she began to be glad she was in a swimsuit. She could get wet and not worry to hard about the consequences. Garrett took one last step and reached out towards her waist.
And then, instead, reached down to grab Kaitlyns bag from beside her. Lena's heart shuddered in her chest and she took a breath, having been unconsciously holding it. Garrett simply grinned up at her while her face turned a deep red and fished the soaps she had promised him out of the bag.
“Okay!” Lena began. “Fine! You were right, I do want to stay. I just don't know why.” She frowned. “Or I kind of do... and I was even around your age when I first started doing things but....”
“But you can't help but feel guilty about it.” Garrett responded calmly, himself having doubts about the two of them. Now that he had a sobering cold walk through the woods he felt he had calmed down his hormones a bit and could control himself. That was changing with every glance towards Lena in a swimsuit, but he was thinking more clearly than before. “I feel weird about it too.” He admitted. “Mostly because I know very little about you, and you don't know anything about me.” He turned away from her under the water, so she wouldn't try to read his face. “And the things you would want to know about me aren't anything I'm willing to tell you.”
“Like... how you lost your virginity.” Lena stated, drawing a nod from Garrett even as he soaped up his hair. “You almost sounded... not proud of it. Most guys your age are all gung ho about losing it and...”
“How many of them actually have?” Garrett shot back, glaring over his shoulder for a moment. “This isn't something I want to talk about with some girl I just met.”
“You don't have anything... right?” Lena asked, the thought crossing her mind.
“No!” Garrett shot back defensively, then couldn't help but crack a smile. “Okay, that's a fair question. I'm not some thirteen year old pimp if you're worried, the only one I've had sex was someone I really cared about.” He stepped out from the water to lather his body, once again facing towards her. “Not that I haven't tried since then, but no one really takes a kid seriously. I felt bad hitting on girls my age because they had no idea what they were doing, and older girls felt bad doing anything with me and I never pushed the issue.”
“How long has it been an issue?” Lena asked curiously, taking a seat against the opposite wall. Once upon a time the idea of watching a boy shower would have made her incredibly nervous, but somehow the situation was beginning to seem perfectly natural. Even Garrett had stopped turning to hide himself from her.
“That's part of what we're not talking about...” Garrett stated with a hurt expression, glaring at the ground. “What about you, when did you lose yours? You said you were around my age?”
Lena took the hint and dropped the subject despite her curiosity, wondering idly whether she had anything she would personally feel too embarrassed or ashamed to admit like Garrett seemed to have. “Well, that's when I had my first sexual partner. And my second. I lost my virginity when I was fourteen though.” She said plainly.
Garrett nodded in understanding. “Have to get close to a guy before you can trust him for something like that for the first time. How long had you been dating the guy? Do you regret it at all?”
This time it was Lena's turn to give Garrett an entirely unexpected answer. “I wasn't dating him. Not a committed relationship anyways, I go on dates but I don't date.” She said with a small grin, giggling when Garrett shot her a confused look. “He was just the first guy who seemed to know what he was doing, who wasn't a tool. You know? I'm pretty stubborn and a lot of guys can't handle a girl acting like I do. They say I'm too manly.”
Slowly Garrett's expression changed from bafflement to a wide grin. “So you're the fucking pimp out of the two of us.” He stated while laughing, stepping back under the shower to wash off the soap.
“Which of us is watching the other shower naked right now?” Lena asked, teasing him. “By the way, the little turn you did while washing your butt to try and hide what you were doing from me was kind of cute. Don't worry about me, make sure you wash up properly.”
Garrett felt his face transform into a deep crimson shade, turning away from her under the shower head. “I did! Don't worry about something like that!” To which Lena replied only by giggling. “Isn't it hard? Not committing to anything?” Garrett asked as the last of the soap went down the drain, turning off the shower. “Not the being free part, but a lot of people would be really weird about that.”
“A lot of people are.” Lena replied while walking closer. She handed him a towel and stood in front of him while he began to towel off. “A lot of guys say I'm a slut, but they're all sluts too.... so I don't worry about it too much. A lot of people try to treat me like shit because of it though.” She grinned despite the sadness in her voice. “I know that I don't want to be tied down though, if a guy can be a player so can I, and I won't lie about it either.” Garrett pulled the towel from his head and Lena immediately snorted with laughter. “I'll get you a hair brush.” She said while Garrett also began laughing.
“Geez.” He said as the laughter died down. “You're strong. I respect what you're trying to do though, a lot.” He paused for a moment. “Not to be... I don't know, rude, but... have you ever thought maybe you like the idea more than that? Like, if you really liked someone would you date them?”
“Yeah.” Lena said with a smile back at Garrett. “I... well, I've dated people I've liked before, I'm just never exclusive you know? If my feelings fade or I find someone else I like while I still like them I don't want to have to worry about not being allowed to follow those feelings.” She handed him the hair brush as he was toweling off his legs and he began working out the knots in his hair.
“So put simply.” Garrett began, wincing as he pulled the comb through his hair. “Anyone who wants to be with you had better be okay with you being with other people too.”
“Pretty much....” Lena replied, watching Garrett finish the job with his hair, leaving it still damp and straight on either side of his head. Garrett handed her the comb and she stood there momentarily before throwing it back to the bag. Now was the moment where either Garrett got dressed or...
“Why don't we start with a kiss?” Garrett asked while blushing a deep red.
“What do you mean?” Lena shot back quickly.
“You're staring and considering whether I should get dressed or... not...” His eyebrows raised as he said the word not, the connotations easy for Lena to understand. “I don't want to leave tonight without having at least kissed you.”
“You're so demanding.” Lena complained, mostly to buy herself time. Garrett didn't respond however, stepping closer to her and putting a hand on her hip.
“You'll have to lean down.” He said with a confident smile despite the redness of his face. “I'm shorter than you after all.”
Garrett fully expected the banter to continue for a little while longer, but Lena leaned forward and pressed her lips to his without hesitation. For a few moments their lips pressed against each other without moving as Garrett gathered his wits, but then his hand snaked around her neck and slowly he began to pull her towards the wall. Their lips pressed and pulled lightly against each other, and Garrett's hand on her hip slowly slid up her side to lift the bottom of her bikini top.
“H-Hey...” Lena protested feebly, but Garrett leaned in and began kissing and biting gently at her neck, sending a shiver down her spine. His hands selfishly explored her breasts for a moment as she whimpered in his ear, but as all good things must, this particular moment was coming to an end.
“Did you hear that?” Garrett was the first to ask, though Lena had stiffened up a moment earlier. The two could clearly hear one man and a girl chattering outside, coming closer.
Lena pushed Garrett's hands down and off, fixing her top while he glared at the entryway to the showers. Already he felt despair fell in his gut, mostly for Lena. He didn't know about any other exit to the building, and now it was becoming obvious that the two people outside were heading right towards them.
“There's a closet.” Lena quickly interjected. “I have the keys, its right over there.”
She grabbed his hand and moved to rush both of them towards the closet but Garrett shrugged off her hand. “Wait.” He said, then paused. “No, go, I'll be right there.” He said, then he hurriedly returned the soaps he had borrowed to the lost bag and grabbed his clothes. Then, feeling silly running naked to Lena's side, he arrived just in time for the two to slip inside the dark closet together.
“You're sure its in here right?” A young adult Lena recognized as her co-counselor David said to a youth behind him.
“Yeah, I left it earlier.” Kaitlyn
replied, a young girl with long black pigtails. Lena and Garrett
peered out through slits in the metal door they were behind, crammed
into the semi-tight space with mops and other cleaning supplies as
the two walked into the shower area.
Lena felt a complicated mix of emotions as Kaitlyn walked up and picked up her bag. Annoyance, since it was her leaving that bag behind that led to this badly timed interruption. Confusion, both that Garrett had thought to put the soap away and that Kaitlyn had approached the other counselor. Presumably she had done so when she couldn't find Lena, which could turn out bad later if she had to explain. Then, finally, worry that the items inside would still be wet.
“How did you know to put her stuff back?” Lena asked Garrett quietly as Kaitlyn walked up to David outside.
“I didn't know, I just thought it was a good idea.” Garrett replied softly. “I thought I may have heard the word bag, and even a stranger may pick it up for her.”
“Good thinking.” Lena said with a short nod, glad that for the moment Kaitlyn wasn't questioning her bag or its contents.
“Got it all?” David asked Kaitlyn with a smile, patting her head and kneeling down. Neither of them had noticed the wetness on the ground from the shower either, thankfully.
“Yup, its here.” She replied with a smile. David kissed her forehead gently and then took hold of her hand.
“Lets get going then.” David led Kaitlyn outside of the building and Lena hurriedly exited the closet with Garrett.
“Crap, I think I need to get back to my cabin.” She said breathlessly, worrying about whether David knew already that Kaitlyn hadn't found her there.
“Why's that?” Garrett asked cluelessly, stepping out casually and nakedly. He was at least able to read the mood enough to begin getting dressed.
“Kaitlyn's super shy, she wouldn't have gone to him first. I can't be away from my cabin all night, he may even be leading her there now.” Lena rushed over to Garrett just as he got his shirt back over his head and held his face for a kiss before his arms were even through the sides. “I gotta go.” She said as she broke the kiss.
Garrett frowned deeply, watching Lena grab her own clothes from the pile and hurriedly throw them back on. “Hey.” He said, drawing her attention as she pulled her shorts back up. “Tomorrow, same time, I'll be here.”
A heavy blush shot through Lena's face, but then she nodded. “By the river... preferably not in it this time.” She tacked on, and Garrett nodded back. The building they were in suddenly seemed way too out in the open to be comfortable. “Oh.” Lena tacked before jogging out the building. “Nudity is optional next time okay?”
Garrett felt himself laugh as she jogged away, followed by a quick overwhelming feeling of loneliness. “This place...” He frowned as he tied his shoes in the dark. “Is actually pretty spooky.” As he got dressed he also discovered a sock missing. The imposing darkness made his curiosity rather minimal compared to his need to return, so he shrugged it off and left.
It was a short jog filled with distracting memories back up the mountain, now that he had traversed the path once. He memorized the road so that he could return down it without any worries the following night.