Dash back in the lake

As peter stood panicking about what to do he heard the growing voices of girls coming closer. Worried about his immediate exposure and humiliation he dived back into the river and tried to lay low and not draw much attention.

With his head barely above the increasingly cold water he saw two girls setting up upon the shore line. they where two girls he had seen here and there around the camp site. They were both very striking, both around their mid 20's. One of them being a taller brunette wearing a tight two piece that certainly showed a lot. Her friend was a shorter daintier girl with short red hair with a bright streak running through it. she was more athletic and was wearing a black one piece with some jean shorts on top. As he stewed in the water the two girls started to get comfortable, opening a couple of beers and lying in the sand.

Peter looked down at his shrinking predicament as his heart started to beat heavier and heavier in his chest "what the fuck do i do now?". His mind raced as he tried to see a way out of this, what could he do? Ask the girls for help? or just go straight past them? could maybe try going down the river and take a long way back to camp but all of these seems like bad ideas?