The next thing Brooke knew, she was opening her eyes in time to find herself in a bright shiny hospital room. Rio and Sharona were standing in front of her but no one else from the camp was in the room. Moreover, she was no longer naked. Instead Brooke was now wearing a hospital gown.
"What happened?" asked Brooke. "And where am I?"
"You're in the hospital, silly," said Sharona. "Apparently you got quite a big hit on that noggin of yours."
"Where's Montana?" asked Brooke.
"Back at the camp, unfortunately," said Rio. "She and Richard the Night Stripper had quite a violent confrontation and well, it's just as well you don't remember it, Brooke, because it looks like it wasn't a very pleasant thing to witness."
"Does that mean that Roxanne --" Brooke started to ask.
"No, she's okay," said Rio. "And so is some girl named Amy who was supposed to be the camp nurse this year before she got intercepted by the person posing as Nurse Rita. But Margaret is no longer with us. Nor are Mr. Jingles and the Night Stripper. Right now they're questioning the person who was posing as Nurse Rita but I don't think they're going to find out anything new. Anyway, you were lucky, Brooke. When you got knocked out the way you did, you missed out on a very dangerous situation."
"So it's all over, isn't it?" asked Brooke.
"Well, yes, I suppose it is,"said Rio.
"Good," said Brooke. "I never want to go through an experience like that again."
"I don't blame you," said Rio.
At this point, there was a knock on the door and then a nurse with a bleached blonde hairdo came into the room.
"Time for your sponge bath, Miss Thompson," she said.
Sharona and Rio smiled and left the room.
Brooke just shrugged and let the nurse take off her hospital gown. Something about the strange nurse's face and figure seemed familiar but right then Brooke did not want to think about it. Instead she looked around for something to distract her from the sensation of being again naked in front of a stranger. But she could not find anything.
So she asked the nurse, "Do you like going to the gym?"
The nurse smiled. "As a matter of fact, I do. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, no reason," said Brooke, averting her eyes from the nurse's face.
"In fact, I like a lot of things," said the nurse. "But not men. For some reason, I prefer women. Dark-haired women. Especially if they're major hotties."
And then just like that, Brooke no longer minded being naked in front of a stranger. At least as long as it was her current nurse...
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