lot of fun.”
Travis finished tying up the wave runner, and we made our way out of the boathouse. After he locked the doors, he turned and suddenly pressed me against the side of the building. His mouth claimed mine as he held my hands above my head, pinning me to the wall. Immediately I joined him in the kiss, and let our tongues dance together again. This time they were not shy, and the kiss was intense. After a few minutes, he pulled back releasing me and then bent his head to mine. “You’re incredible,” he whispered and I realized in that moment that I was gone. The afternoon had been perfect, Travis was perfect, and I had fallen hard.
Chapter 8
When I got back up to our campsite, I found my mom struggling with the laundry. She looked confused as she was sorting out the colors, and had about ten different piles going, each consisting of two items. “Are you going to go do the wash, mom?” I asked, wondering if she even knew how.
“Yes, that’s the plan,” she answered, sounding frazzled by it all.
“Why don’t I take it up, and throw it in? I need to shower and was planning on using the one up at the main building. So I can put the wash in and then change it over to the dryer when I’m finished,” I offered. My mom quickly agreed and I could tell she was truly appreciative that I was taking the task off her hands. I gathered up my things and the laundry and then headed up to the front.
I noticed all of the “Big Kids” out on the basketball court as I made my way into the laundry room, but ignored any stares I might be receiving. When I finished starting the wash, I took my change of clothes and went straight into the bathroom. The shower stalls each had a little changing area with a bench that was separated by two shower curtains. One blocked the shower stall from the changing area, and the other blocked the changing area from the rest of the bathroom. I placed my clothes on the bench and then proceeded to step into the shower to get myself clean. While the water was running I heard some girls come into the bathroom, and I immediately recognized Ashley and Britney’s voices. They were giggling, but I couldn’t make out anything else. I was too giddy about my afternoon with Travis to let anything alter my mood, so I just ignored them and finished my shower.
As I stepped out of the shower, I heard the girls come back into the bathroom. Okay, what are they doing? Checking out their make-up for the tenth time ? I thought as I wrung my hair out with my hands. I reached down for my towel to start getting dried off and noticed that my things weren’t on the bench. I bent over to check the floor underneath and found my bra and panties crumpled on the ground, but nothing else. Oh my gosh, you have got to be kidding me ! I mentally shouted. The girls have taken my clothes , my mind shrieked again. I quickly slipped on my navy satin demi bra and matching panties, which barely covered anything, and came up with a plan. I wasn’t going to let them know that I was upset, nor was I going to beg for my clothes back. I was just going to play dumb, and go from there.
“Hey, Ashley,” I said, poking my head around the curtain. She and Britney were standing in front of the mirrors by the sink putting on lip-gloss.
“What’s up?” she said and I could hear the humor in her voice hinting at the fact that she knew I was missing something.
“Do you happen to see some clothes over on the counter, I think I might have left them out there?” I asked, keeping my voice calm.
“Nope!” she said, trying to stifle a laugh.
“Oh no! I must have dropped them outside. Did you happen to see some clothes on your way in?” I asked, still not letting on that I knew the truth. The girls then burst out giggling.
“Yes,” Ashley said, nudging Britney’s arm. “We found some clothes on the ground and figured you dropped them on the way into the laundry room, so we added them in with your wash.” What a bitch ! My
Travis finished tying up the wave runner, and we made our way out of the boathouse. After he locked the doors, he turned and suddenly pressed me against the side of the building. His mouth claimed mine as he held my hands above my head, pinning me to the wall. Immediately I joined him in the kiss, and let our tongues dance together again. This time they were not shy, and the kiss was intense. After a few minutes, he pulled back releasing me and then bent his head to mine. “You’re incredible,” he whispered and I realized in that moment that I was gone. The afternoon had been perfect, Travis was perfect, and I had fallen hard.
Chapter 8
When I got back up to our campsite, I found my mom struggling with the laundry. She looked confused as she was sorting out the colors, and had about ten different piles going, each consisting of two items. “Are you going to go do the wash, mom?” I asked, wondering if she even knew how.
“Yes, that’s the plan,” she answered, sounding frazzled by it all.
“Why don’t I take it up, and throw it in? I need to shower and was planning on using the one up at the main building. So I can put the wash in and then change it over to the dryer when I’m finished,” I offered. My mom quickly agreed and I could tell she was truly appreciative that I was taking the task off her hands. I gathered up my things and the laundry and then headed up to the front.
I noticed all of the “Big Kids” out on the basketball court as I made my way into the laundry room, but ignored any stares I might be receiving. When I finished starting the wash, I took my change of clothes and went straight into the bathroom. The shower stalls each had a little changing area with a bench that was separated by two shower curtains. One blocked the shower stall from the changing area, and the other blocked the changing area from the rest of the bathroom. I placed my clothes on the bench and then proceeded to step into the shower to get myself clean. While the water was running I heard some girls come into the bathroom, and I immediately recognized Ashley and Britney’s voices. They were giggling, but I couldn’t make out anything else. I was too giddy about my afternoon with Travis to let anything alter my mood, so I just ignored them and finished my shower.
As I stepped out of the shower, I heard the girls come back into the bathroom. Okay, what are they doing? Checking out their make-up for the tenth time ? I thought as I wrung my hair out with my hands. I reached down for my towel to start getting dried off and noticed that my things weren’t on the bench. I bent over to check the floor underneath and found my bra and panties crumpled on the ground, but nothing else. Oh my gosh, you have got to be kidding me ! I mentally shouted. The girls have taken my clothes , my mind shrieked again. I quickly slipped on my navy satin demi bra and matching panties, which barely covered anything, and came up with a plan. I wasn’t going to let them know that I was upset, nor was I going to beg for my clothes back. I was just going to play dumb, and go from there.
“Hey, Ashley,” I said, poking my head around the curtain. She and Britney were standing in front of the mirrors by the sink putting on lip-gloss.
“What’s up?” she said and I could hear the humor in her voice hinting at the fact that she knew I was missing something.
“Do you happen to see some clothes over on the counter, I think I might have left them out there?” I asked, keeping my voice calm.
“Nope!” she said, trying to stifle a laugh.
“Oh no! I must have dropped them outside. Did you happen to see some clothes on your way in?” I asked, still not letting on that I knew the truth. The girls then burst out giggling.
“Yes,” Ashley said, nudging Britney’s arm. “We found some clothes on the ground and figured you dropped them on the way into the laundry room, so we added them in with your wash.” What a bitch ! My
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