Forest Rangers

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Some of the less active couples froze in their tracks when they heard the knock on the door. The others couldn’t be bothered and just kept on going. Kurt, being the closest to the door, hopped to his feet and answered it.

“Hello?” he greeted the pair at the door.

At first, he figured he would be met by an occupant of one of the nearby cabins. To his surprise, there were two very beautiful (and probably very armed) forest rangers standing there.

“Good evening, Sor!” The one ranger said with a thick Irish accent.

“Can I help you, Rangers?” Kurt asked.

“I’m Ranger Katelyn Malone and this is me partner, Ranger White. We’ve received some complaints about the noise level coming from this here cabin. I’m here to tell ye to turn the music down or else we will have to be taking you into custody.”

“Why me? This isn’t my cabin, Ranger,” Kurt responded.

“Because you’re the unlucky bastard who answered the door!” Katelyn told him.

“You are also the same pain-in-the-ass who had my partners and I running all over the park looking for lost teenagers because you were trying to get your dick wet, aren’t you, Kurt?” the other ranger said as she remained half in the shadows.

“Huh?” the college kid stammered as his skin turned pale white.

“Jaysus, boy! Can’t you tell when a couple o’ lasses is fucking with ya? This one is cute, but he’s not very bright, Jennifer. He’s all mine, dear!” the ranger laughed.

“GOT YA!” Jennifer White said as Kurt recognized her instantly.

“Ha! Ha! Very funny Jennifer! So why are you here?” Kurt laughed when he recognized the other ranger.

“After your little stunt the other day, I ran into your cousin Heather. She told me about your party and invited me over after my shift. Told me there’d probably be some shenanigans going on. She said it would be right up my alley. And from the looks of it, she was right!” the other ranger cheered as she saw what was going on inside.

“So is this an official visit?” Kurt asked, hinting to the two rangers that he knew it wasn’t.

“Hell no, Kurt! We’re single and off the clock. Do you know what that means?” Jennifer asked him.

“It means that it’s time for you to go home, feed your dogs and read romance novels?” he jested.

“No, you jackass! It means we’re here to suck dick and chew bubble gum. And lucky for you, we’re all out of bubble gum!” the Irish girl quipped as she ran her finger down Kurt’s chest and tucked it partly into his pant waist.

“Well in that case, come on in!” he held open the door for the pair.

Kurt thought himself lucky in that the last arrival at the cabin was waiting for him over on the stairs with her shirt all disheveled. Maybe I can get one of them over there, too! Kurt started to think, but stopped himself when he realized it sounded like something ‘Old’ Kurt would say.

“Feel free to grab something to drink. There’s not much **** aside for some beer, but there’s plenty of soda, water and iced tea,” Kurt offered the women.

“No thanks, Boy! We came here to party and it looks like we’re late!” Katelyn exclaimed as she tossed her Smokey Bear hat onto the coffee table and let her hair down.

Kurt gasped as her long, red hair tumbled down. Her curly locks reached to just below her waist. She then promptly tore off her uniform shirt like it was burning her skin, not caring about where the buttons landed.

“Well now, where to start?” Katelyn said as she panned the room.