Go with Sarah and her friends to get

"Yeah, OK, I'll go out with the lads and get the gear for you guys, then," you say.

"Perfect," Saoirse nods. "We need to keep organizing, so you can just meet up with them. Best do it soon."

You nod, turning and heading off up towards Saoirse's room. You quickly show up at her room, knocking on the door, which swings open as Paula steps out.

"Oh, hey, Jack," she says. "What are you doing here?"

"Saoirse sent me to give you guys a hand with the ****," you explain.

"Oh, cool," Paula says. "I have to go, because I'm in charge of getting the transport with Ben, but you can just head in there."

"Cool," you say. "Bye."

You push into the room, walking inside. Samantha, Ash and Angie sit on one of the beds, with Sarah sitting on her on. You pause, staring at Sarah. She wears a grey skirt, but her shirt if off, and she's wearing a pink bra that barely hides her large, creamy tits. Her bare stomach and a lot of cleavage is on full displays, giving you a great view down the gap of her tits.

"Hey Jack," Ash says.

"Hey," Angie says.

"Oh jesus Jack, what are you doing here?" Sarah says, looking around for a shirt.

"Put some clothes on, Sarah!" Samantha says. "Stop whoring for boys, Sarah."

"Stop it," Sarah says, blushing as she looks through the drawers and pulls out a white shirt, putting it on.

"Jack's my cousin, he's not perving on me. That are you even doing here, Jack?"

"Saoirse invited me to her party tomorrow, and asked me to give you a hand getting the drinks."

"Cool," Sarah nods. "We could always use someone else. Yeah, Paula is getting some truck rented off Ben's cousin for cheap, and we're heading off to meet with Angie's cousin. We've ordered a shit ton, so we'll be getting a lot in. Could use an extra pair of hands to lift it in.

"Perfect," you say, nodding. "When are we going?"

"Paula's going to take like an hour," Sarah says. "We were going to head off and have a smoke out in the woods, because we need to head through out onto the road anyhow for the lift."

"Awesome," you nod.

"Why?" Samantha asks. "You're like the group pot head."

"Am not," Angie says. "Anyhow, I need to finish off rolling what we've got for tomorrow. You guys go ahead, I'll catch up."

Angie looks at you all, thinking.

"Uh... I'm fine. Actually fuck it, Jack, you can stick about if you want. Or head off with them, whatever."