Hannah arrives.

The college aged sister of Ashley Woodsen was in a foul mood as she pulled up outside Ravers cabin. Her car door slammed shut, birds in the nearby trees taking flight like a storm of which Hannah was the centre. The gravel path crunched violently underfoot as she strode to the front door and unleashed a furious barrage of knocks. Arms folded she simmered, waiting impatiently for someone to get the door.

"Remember what you have to do," Shawn hissed to Chloe as he made to open it. "You'll make me very happy." She nodded eagerly in response, eliciting a last curt nod from him before he pulled the door open.

"Hi," he said to the furious blonde stood on the doorstep. "Hannah?"

Hannah didn't stop to question why Shawn Lewis was there as she thundered past him into the cabin, a boy she had only tangential knowledge of. "Where's my sister?"

"She's asleep upstairs," Shawn told her, closing the door behind Hannah. "Let her sleep, she's had a tough day."

"Don't tell me what to do," Hannah snapped, making a beeline for the stairs.

"Hi Hannah," Chloe said from the couch, eliciting little more than a glance from Hannah.

"Hi," she replied curtly, before vanishing up the stairs. She followed the corridor down, looking behind any closed doors. The first two were empty, light blazing in through open curtains, before she opened a third room to near pitch dark. Peering her head round the door she saw her little sister slumbering peacefully, snoring gently, chest rising and falling with utter contentment. Her expression softened at the sight, relief flooding her, Shawn's suggestion from earlier returning. She shut the door again quietly, the fury she'd felt rapidly dissipating.

Returning downstairs she found Chloe sat exactly where she'd been, with no sign of Shawn. "Sorry Chlo, I was pretty mad when I got in."

"Oh, no," Chloe replied, looking up from her fidgeting hands. "That's okay."

"Where did Shawn go?"

"Outside," Chloe gestured. "He has to call Jennifer, let her know you've arrived."

"Ah, fair enough," Hannah replied. "How are you Chlo? It's been a little while."

She shrugged. "I'm okay I guess."

"How is Zacky?"

Chloe couldn't stop herself from blushing as she recalled the last time she'd seen him. "F-fine."

"You're blushing," Hannah observed, eyes flashing with amusement. "Have you two...?"

"What?! No!" Chloe blurted suddenly. "I just... He..."

"What's going on Chlo?" Hannah smiled, sitting excitedly next to her on the couch and shrugging off her coat. Underneath she wore a tight blue long sleeve, doing little to hide the expansive swell of her bosom.

Chloe sighed. "Please don't tell anyone, but I saw them... Zack and Gavin and Heather went out sailing this morning, and I was looking through Jennifer's binoculars and I saw them... having sex."

"You're JOKING!" Hannah shouted in surprise, so loud as to startle Chloe. "Sorry Chlo. All three of them?"

She nodded in response.

"No fucking way," Hannah gasped. "My little Zacky all grown up and banging the cheerleader captain. I knew I should have got there first. How were they doing it? Spitroast?"

"Hannah I'd rather..."

"Was she riding one and sucking the other? Did they fuck her tits? Jesus, if I had a cock that'd be the first thing I'd..."

"Stop!" Chloe yelped, bringing Hannah's garbled speech to a screeching halt. The younger redhead was bright crimson, trying to hide her panting, and trying to avoid rubbing her once again wet pussy on the sofa.

"Sorry Chlo," Hannah said, eyeing her friend meaningfully. Chloe could only meet her gaze for a few milliseconds before looking away.

"Hannah, do you think Shawn is hot?" she blurted suddenly, blushing even redder as she realised what she'd said.

"Huh?" Hannah replied. "Not really. I mean he isn't bad I guess."

"I think he is," Chloe mumbled, pulling nervily on the drawstring of her hoodie. "I..."

Hannah blinked bemusedly. "You have a crush? On him?"

Chloe nodded. "I guess so. But I feel all... burny inside. I can't think straight."

"You're horny Chlo," Hannah replied sagely. "Go outside right now, pull off his pants and ride that dick like a motorbike."

Chloe gasped in response. "No way!"

"Yes way!" Hannah shot back passionately. "It's about time you got some dick Chlo, and while Shawn wouldn't be my first choice for you... or my second... or my third... it doesn't matter, you need this right now."

"I can't!" Chloe's voice cracked.

"And why not?" Hannah was adamant.

"Because!"

"Because nothing."

"Because I'm too ugly!"