RO Day 4 - In the morning

You wake up a mess... and Olivia is a mess too. That is your fault. You remember last night and suddenly have an uncomfortably rigid morning situation on your hands... but people are waking up and you hear voices outside the tent.

Olivia groggily puts on clothes and crawls outside. You go after her to learn that you are starting the day right away with a quick, cold breakfast.

But the air is even colder than the cereal. Yesterday was so hot, and today is so cold. It makes no sense. Apparently you have to get in kayaks and canoes and go float down the river. No one wants to do it because it's so cold, but you have to.

Olivia seems very grumpy, so you leave her alone and get a kayak. The trip down the river is horrible and chilly, and you are glad when you reach your destination. It's a beautiful lodge, and you learn that this is where you and the other players will spend your weekends in the weeks to come. It's like a reward for training hard during the week.

All the girls get their boats out of the water and rush inside to get warm. You jump in line with Olivia to check in. Why not be bold? Last night was... interesting, and you have a huge crush on her.

"Want to share a room?" you ask.

"You are a horny animal," she says.

"Harsh, but fair."

"After what you did last night you think we're engaged?"

"I wish," you say.

That makes her smile.

"You know I'm straight," she says.

"If you don't want to, just say so."

Olivia glances down at your shorts and laughs.

"All right," she says. "But don't get your hopes up."

Too late. Your hopes are up. You get your key and go up to the room with Olivia.

"It's big enough for two," you say, looking at the shower.

"You are too much. I saw a hot tub by the pool. That's where I'm going." Olivia grabs her bathing suit from her bag and breezes past you into the bathroom to change, shutting the door in your face.

It's too bad normal girls aren't just automatically horny all the time like you are. Now you have to stand here and imagine her putting on that purple bikini.

You put on your own swimsuit with a sarong, and Olivia comes out carrying her towel. Her bikini is stringy and high-cut, cheeky to the point of almost being a thong. Her boobs aren't as big as Ingrid's, but they still have some weight and swing freely in her top. You almost die from a heart attack on the spot, and you know you are turning red.

"You're cute," Olivia says as she passes. She isn't even doing this on purpose... She's just this cool.