KD - Chapter 10

You and Roonie stick around, and there’s some eye candy. A lot for her… everyone’s naked. You’re mostly interested in the girls with penises, and you only see two, but it’s still fun to be in the thick of things. You didn’t expect to get to be up close and personal with all the players like this, especially so quickly.

But… it’s starting to cool off, and nobody wants to freeze. More and more girls are getting out. You should too. You lead the way, and Roonie follows you up onto the bank.

There, you find a little problem.

“Shit,” you say, picking up your phone and Roonie’s. They are exactly where you left them. But your clothes aren’t.

Roonie appears beside you, covering her groin and shivering. “What’s wrong?” she asks.

“See for yourself.”

“No way. Oh my god. Who did this?”

“It’s not just us,” you say. There are other phones still on the bank. This is just a prank, but it’s an obnoxious one now that you’re chilly. It’s especially bad for Roonie. Skinny dipping with a ton of other girls in the dark is one thing, but the idea of being naked out here in the open, even at night… that’s a lot for you. For Roonie, it must be the worst.

“My cabin’s closer,” you tell her. “I’ll give you something to wear.” You can’t make her go all the way back to her cabin naked. It’s like half a mile.

“Oh my god. Oh my god.”

She’s freaking out. You grab her hand and yank her into the woods. If you just hurry, this won’t be so bad. After ten seconds of hustling, you hear something and look. You see the moonlight on another nude figure, doing the same embarrassed hurrying as you and Roonie. You don’t see her face, but it’s funny.

You don’t run into anyone else. It’s late, after all. You’re a bit relieved when it looks like Tiffany isn’t at the cabin. You manage to get Roonie inside before you explode with laughter. You trip over something in the dark and turn on the lights… it’s your new back massager, still in the box. That just makes you laugh harder. It takes you a minute to calm down. When you do, you wipe the tears from your eyes and see that Roonie hasn’t moved. She’s right inside the door, staring at you, covering herself with her hands.

You remember that you’re naked, and now you’re in the light. She’s seeing everything, and she obviously likes it.

She looks away as soon as you notice her.

“Sorry. Sorry,” she repeats.

God. Was Riley like this? Did you cause problems for Riley like this? No… your boobs didn’t get big until pretty recently. You were a late bloomer that way. You want to laugh more at how funny it is that a little jiggle in your chest is so arresting to this girl, but your pity outweighs that.

“No, I’m sorry. I’m not being sensitive.” You quickly throw on a big t-shirt that’s long enough to cover everything that matters, then you hand one to Roonie, who puts it on.

“I love this place,” you say, sitting on your bed. “Do you want me to walk you back?” You can loan her some shorts, but she’s a bit… narrower than you. They might be loose on her.

She doesn’t answer, and you look over to see that she’s still shifting around nervously, still trying to cover herself. You see why… there’s a noticeable tent in the t-shirt.

Dear diary,

It’s your girl. We went skinny dipping and that was great, but they took our clothes. So add running through the woods naked to the things that we do here. Also apparently seeing me naked is a big problem for Roonie, and that makes me feel really shitty. I’m not an exhibitionist or anything, but I won’t pretend there was never a time I was walking around the house in a towel or just panties or whatever back at home. Was that a problem for Riley? Probably not. I mean, I’m her sister.

Then again, whenever I saw her doing stuff it worked me up. So maybe it went both ways. I really hope I didn’t make her life harder. She had enough problems, you know?