More running?

More running? No way does she want to do more running. Maybe she'll get tired fast and you can, uh... steer the evening to somewhere more interesting.

"I could run more," you say cockily.

Cammy seems to like that. She nods.

"Still a little daylight left," she says, and suddenly takes off. You stare. This girl is crazy.

But you run after her, off the path and into the woods. You catch up, but it's rough. You aren't sure where she's going. There's no path here or anything, she's just running through the forest.

You have to admit, it's good training. The uneven ground and all the hills get your muscles burning in unusual ways. So this is how Cammy got such a strong, tight bod. If she does this a lot... that makes sense.

It's hard to be thirsty when you're concentrating so hard on running. You find yourself on a lakeshore after a while, and this must be near that swim camp that you've heard about. Cammy just jogs off along the water. It's pretty this time of day. The sun's setting.

After a while, you catch up to her and stop her.

"It's getting dark," you say. You have your phones, but no flashlights or anything, and you don't know these woods well. "Can we find our way back? We should probably start back while we can see."

Cammy nods in agreement, and you notice her shorts. It's not super blatant or anything, but the bulge is more noticeable than usual. She must have at least half a chubby. You smile at her.

"Is running a turn on for you?" you ask her.

She doesn't blush or react in any way except to shrug at you.

"Train, then release," she says. "That's how it's done."

Wow. OK. So maybe she was picking up on your signaling. All the more reason to hurry back to camp and get her out of those clothes. You can definitely help her with the release part.

Cammy frowns and looks across the lake. "Who are they?" she asks.

You look as well, only faintly seeing the distant figures. It looks like a couple girls are clumsily picking their way through the woods.

"Must be swimmers," you say. "There's a swim camp here."

"No," Cammy replies. "That's all the way at the other end. I wonder if they're lost. I'd better check on them. You should go back."

She takes off again. You aren't going back without her. You can't... you don't know the way. And if you don't hurry, she won't know the way either. Cammy seems very competent, but she can't see in the dark. Tired, you run after her. The two of you circle the lake, but it's already getting... really dark. You head into the forest, trying to listen. Maybe you should call out?

But you see flashlights up ahead. This must be them.