Sleeping Arrangements

Zack glanced towards the lake, gleaming in the early afternoon sun.

Monica knocked on the cabin’s front door, and the group waited for the door to be opened by a Ravers, as the other two carfuls hadn’t arrived yet.

The door was swiftly opened by Heather Ravers, who beamed at them. Heather and her dad had made the drive up last night, so they had time to prep before everyone arrived.

Heather was absolutely breathtaking, with her mother’s intriguing beauty. What she had that her mother did not was her giant pair of melons. She was the bustiest girl in Zack’s friend group. Out of everyone on the trip, Heather was the third bustiest female present, second only to Sarah Woodsen (Ashley’s mom) and Zack’s own mom, Monica. Heather’s long, straight dark hair was streaming down her shoulders and her royal blue eyes were shining with delight.

“I’m so glad you guys made it! You’re the first car here, but Mrs. Woodsen just texted, they’re not far. And Mrs. Austen is about half an hour out.” Heather reported, mostly to Monica, who have the girl a nod.

“Alright. So, can we come in?” Monica smiled.

“Of course! C’mon in, and we’ll get you guys settled in the living room. Dad said that room assignments will be handed out once everyone gets here.” Heather told the group. She examined them with a critical eye, and Zack was thankful that his erection had gone down.

“Zacky.” Heather said, using his childhood nickname, “I choose you.”

“Uh, for what?” Zack frowned worriedly.

“Don’t frown like that. I just need your help setting out lunch, as I’m guessing you guys haven’t eaten?” Heather checked. Everyone shook their heads.

“Great. So, Zack and I will make some lunch. Mrs. Bishop, Mrs. McRose, Dad’s upstairs tidying up the theater for tonight.” Heather reported.

“Did you say theater?” Chloe asked, wide-eyed.

“Yup!” Heather said cheerily, “It’s an awesome place to watch movies. Or make-out during a movie. Whichever you prefer.”

Chloe spluttered while Paris snickered. Taylor rolled her eyes.

“Alright, well, bye!” Heather waved to the group and took Zack forcefully by the arm before half-dragging him into the kitchen.

“Damn, Heath, why you pulling me into the kitchen so eagerly?” Zack grumbled.

“First of all, don’t call me Heath. Secondly, I’m eager to get you into the kitchen because I think you need to get laid.” Heather said casually. Zack gaped, open-mouthed at his friend.

“Heather, this doesn’t seem, uh, normal.” Zack flushed.

“I’m serious, Zacky. When’s the last time you had sex?” Heather demanded as she grabbed a loaf of bread.

“Since Lisa.” Zack said quietly.

“Zack, you last dated Lisa seven months ago!” Heather reminded him.

“I know!” Zack sighed.

“So... I was thinking we could set you up with one of the girls here? Obviously, Taylor and Paris are a no. What about Chloe?” Heather suggested, calmly pulling deli meat from the fridge while trying to set Zack up with his best friend.

“No, definitely not her.” Zack said emphatically. Heather studied him for a second, then sighed.

“Fine. Not Chloe, then. What about Madison? I’m pretty sure she has a crush on you.” Heather said, waggling her eyebrows.

“She’s Brandon’s sister. He’d flay me alive.” Zack scoffed.

“Picky, picky.” Heather grumbled while laying deli meat on slices of bread, “Fine. Victoria then.”

Zack spluttered, his cheeks instantly going red at the thought of his crush.

“Ah. Looks like I’ve hit a nerve.” Heather said, and from the looks of it she was already deep in calculating thought.

“What? Pssh, no. Victoria’s um, I don’t really know her that well, she’s just Ashley’s friend, and-“ Zack trailed off seeing the knowing look on Heather’s beautiful face.

“Yeah, whatever, ok?” Zack huffed, and grabbed some slices of deli meat and started helping Heather out make sandwiches. They worked in silence for a minute or so, and then Heather looked up at him, deep blue eyes surprisingly kind.

“Zack, it’s not a bad thing to have a crush on someone. Even if it’s mostly an appearance thing.” Heather said in a soft voice.

“That was... surprisingly nice.” Zack frowned.

“You tell anyone, you’re dead, Bishop.” Heather smirked. Zack laughed.

“Alright, alright.” he said. Heather tucked some dark hair behind her ear, and grabbed a plate of sandwiches while Zack finished up his.

The two teens walked out into the living room, where the others had gathered, minus Monica and Charlotte, who’d presumedly gone upstairs.

Zack and Heather sat down the trays of deli sandwiches of varying kind on the table in the center of the room.

Zack plopped down into a loveseat beside Chloe, while Heather sat on an unoccupied couch.

Taylor was looking at Ravers family photos on the mantelpiece by the fire while Paris had claimed her own loveseat, and was sprawled across it.

Chloe reached towards the table and grabbed a chicken sandwich, and ate it hungrily while Heather spoke.

“So, how was the drive?” she asked.

“Not bad. Except for how cramped the backseat was. Ginger over there had to ride in Zack’s lap.” Paris eagerly shared. Zack groaned

“What? I didn’t hear about this.” Heather said, eyes lighting up.

“I didn’t think it needed to be shared.” Zack grumbled.

“Me neither.” Chloe agreed hurriedly.

“Hmph. Anyways, you ladies have any plans while you’re here? You know, naughty plans?” Heather asked suggestively.

“God, you’re just like Hannah.” Taylor muttered from the fireplace. Zack chuckled.

“I have a plan. Have you SEEN Logan these days? Oh, he’s gorgeous.” Paris said dreamily. Heather laughed.

“I’m afraid he’s not an option for me, but you’re 100% right.” Heather grinned at Zack’s cousin.

“Guys, this is getting awkward.” Zack groaned.

“You’re free to leave.” Heather said sweetly. Zack sighed.

“Leave? You just got here.” Robert Ravers chuckled, coming down the steps. Monica and Charlotte weren’t far behind him.

“Leave the room.” Zack clarified.

“Damn it, Heather, you’re supposed to be welcoming!” Robert chided his daughter with a laugh.

“Sorry, Dad. Paris and I were just discussing Logan.” Heather said innocently, so innocently it was an obvious lie.

“Sure. Ooh, sandwiches.” Monica said, and hurried forwards to grab one.

The doorbell rang.

“I’ve got that.” Zack said, eager to leave the room. Heather looked slightly put out to not be answering the door, and folded her arms grumpily under her big boobs, and Zack hastily looked away. Because of that, he didn’t see Heather and Paris share a grin.

———

Zack opened the cabin’s front door to see Ashley Woodsen standing there. She smiled when she saw Zack.

“Hey, Zack!” she smiled, and gave him a quick hug.

“We saw each other yesterday.” Zack reminded her with a grin.

“And?” Ashley demanded, hands on her hips, “Can’t a girl give her friend a hug?”

“In that case.” Hannah Woodsen laughed, and pulled Zack into a hug, and this one was much more... sexy than Ashley’s. Hannah pushed Zack’s face right into her bust as she calmly kept her arms around him.

The hug went on for a minute more until footsteps came from behind them, and Hannah stepped aside.

Coming up to the front door was Sarah and Damon Woodsen, Hannah and Ashley’s parents. Sarah was bogged down with luggage, as was Damon, as apparently, neither of their daughters felt the need to carry anything, despite packing lots of bags.

“Here, let me help, Aunt Sarah.” Zack said, and took a suitcase from her. She smiled at him gratefully, and her now free arm wrapped around Zack’s neck to pull him in for a hug. It was a quick hug, but Zack still felt Sarah’s infamous breasts press against his chest.

Sarah Woodsen, freshly 40, still looked rather young, with kind blue eyes, long waves of golden blond hair, and of course, her amazing breasts. They were large, larger than Zack’s mother’s breasts, which were pretty damn big. Not that Zack, ahem, made notice of that, ever, at all. He wasn’t like Heather, thinking his own family members were attractive. Definitely not.

In addition to her magnificent mammaries, Sarah also had a body toned from her workout regime, and her ass showed off her hard work.

Damon Woodsen, a man with short cropped blond hair who was 5 years’ Sarah’s senior, gave Zack a firm handshake, setting down one of the suitcases to do so.

“Oh, you’ve got one of my suitcases, Zacky.” Hannah said cheerily, looking at the suitcase Zack had taken from Sarah, “Let’s go up to my room.”

“Actually, you don’t have a room yet. They’re going to be assigned once everyone gets here, according to Heather.” Zack reported.

“Damn.” Hannah sighed.

“Oh, so am I still able to room with Bran?” Ashley frowned. Damon choked.

“Absolutely not!” he said furiously.

“I think what your father is saying is that there is no way in hell that you and your boyfriend will be sharing a room.” Sarah said in a much sweeter tone, though her words were much harsher.

“Ugh.” Ashley scoffed.

Zack and the Woodsens headed into the living room, and hugs were exchanged, before Hannah plopped down next to Chloe, taking his earlier spot. Ashley must have noticed, as she dragged him down onto another loveseat, saving him for the slight awkwardness of having to look around for a new seat.

Really, why did Robert think that so many loveseats was a good choice? Why not get two or three big couches and call it good?

Zack found sitting beside Ashley a very different experience from sitting beside Chloe. He found himself uncomfortably alert of her knee touching his lightly, even her smell, the sweet vanilla of it.

He wondered what Chloe smelled like, and why he had never noticed.

Ashley tucked her feet up, and her feet pushed up against Zack’s thigh. He glanced at her in surprise, but said nothing as Hannah and Taylor began telling a story about a friend of theirs, Pietra Smith.

———

Gavin Westher glanced up from his phone and ‘Hellknights’ to look around the crowded van. The front row of the van had Vanessa Austen, singing along softly to a pop song on the radio. The middle row was Madison Cole and Victoria Walker, where the two girls were eagerly chatting about their plans for this two week jaunt to the forest.

Gavin was in the far back with Brandon Cole, who was on Instagram. Or was it Snapchat? Gavin found it so hard to distinguish those two apps, mostly because he didn’t ever use them.

He only really had two close friends, Zachary Bishop and Chloe McRose, and while Zack had a Snapchat, it was mostly because his new friends Ashley Woodsen and Heather Ravers had insisted he have one. But other than that, none of their little trio did social media.

“How much longer?” Brandon groaned.

“Stop whining.” Madison said almost reflexively rather than a comment intending insult. Brandon opened his mouth to reply, but Vanessa cut him off.

“About ten minutes. Why?” she asked.

“I’m just bored.” Brandon sighed.

Gavin didn’t really know anyone in this car, but the Coles lived close to Gavin, and because Zack and Chloe’s car was already overfilled, Vanessa volunteered to drive Gavin up to the cabin.

Because of this fact, Gavin had spent his few hours with his phone plugged into the car’s power outlet and playing ‘Hellknights: The White Rose Order’. It was this awesome new game Gavin had been sucked into very quickly.

Chloe and Zack tended to not really do mobile gaming, preferring to sit side by side on Zack’s Xbox.

And that was fine with Gavin, too. He wasn’t really picky about his video games, as long as they weren’t boring.

He returned to ‘Hellknights’ and finished up another level before Vanessa pulled the car up the Ravers’ driveway.

The Cole family, plus Gavin and Victoria, hopped out. Gavin grabbed his backpack as he climbed out, and staggered a bit on legs sore from being crammed into the small back row. Brandon wasn’t much better as he hopped out behind Gavin, and almost pitched into the grass.

Fortunately, Madison grabbed her twin by the shoulders, laughing her ass off.

Vanessa was hiding a chuckle, too, as she opened the trunk. Gavin took his small suitcase, and everyone else grabbed theirs, heading into the house.

Vanessa didn’t bother with knocking. She clearly knew the door was unlocked and strolled on in. Her children followed behind her, and Gavin and Victoria came in behind them.

They walked into a living room, where Gavin saw quite a boisterous scene. Hannah and Chloe were sitting together on one those two seater couch things. What were they called? Oh yeah, loveseats. Monica Bishop and Charlotte McRose sat on another, while Paris Bishop was sprawled out on one, and the last was occupied by Zack and Ashley, who looked pretty cuddly.

That clearly pissed Brandon off, and Madison didn’t look too happy at the sight either.

Robert Ravers and the adult Woodsens shared a normal sized couch, while Taylor Bishop sat on one with Heather Ravers, an empty spot between them, where the older girl was animatedly telling a story.

“-and then Kurt, I kid you not, Kurt throws the drink at Hannah. Oh, I thought she was gonna kick his ass!” Taylor laughed.

“I almost did.” Hannah admitted.

“Vanessa!” Robert realized the Coles had arrived, and stood. Ashley smiled over at Brandon, but Gavin noted she made no movement to scooch away from Zack.

Brandon scowled, and Ashley frowned in confusion, before her face cleared and she abruptly righted herself so that she wasn’t partially leaning against Zack.

The new arrivals filtered into the seats. Victoria took the empty spot between Heather and Taylor, while the three Coles took the last remaining couch. With a sigh, Gavin pulled up a chair beside the loveseat containing Zack and Ashley, seating himself on Zack’s side.

Madison grabbed a deli sandwich sitting on the table in the center of the vaguely circular arrangement of loveseats and couches, and Robert stood.

“Alright. So, Brooke and Logan will be here in two days, so they’ll have to be assigned a room without their input. Kids, how do you guys want to be split up?” Robert addressed the younger generation.

“Randomize!” Heather and Hannah both declared.

“Randomize it is.” Robert chuckled, and walked into the kitchen. Gavin felt his stomach drop. No rooming with Zack, then. Probably. He could always hope for a windfall.

Robert returned a moment later with a bowl of names. He addressed the older population.

“I presume we’re not randomizing?” Robert checked. Nods.

“Yeah, I’ll bunk with Lottie.” Monica nodded towards Chloe’s mom, who seemed alright with that. Obviously, the Woodsens would be together. Leaving Vanessa and Brooke, Gavin supposed.

“Now then, let’s draw names.” Heather said gleefully.

“Heather, you first.” Robert told his daughter. She grabbed a name at random, and frowned at it.

“Victoria. Ugh, boring.” Heather rolled her eyes.

“Hey!” Victoria protested, seeming vaguely offended.

“Oh, not you, Vicky. I wanted a guy.” Heather pouted.

“Who’s next?” Robert asked.

“Me!” Hannah beamed and hurried towards the bowl.

“Yes! I got you, Tay.” Hannah smiled.

“You next, Brandon.” Robert said, and offered the bowl. Brandon first drew Taylor, and that prompted Robert to quickly pull out the names of the people who’d already been roomed, along with Brandon’s name.

“Damn it. I got Logan.” Brandon huffed. Heather chuckled.

“He’s a cuddler.” she stage whispered, and Brandon gave a little shudder, which brought a chuckle from Zack.

“Chloe, you want to go next?” Robert asked after pulling his nephew’s name from the bowl. Chloe reached in tentatively, and pulled out a name. She sighed in relief.

“Gavin.” she said. Gavin felt pretty happy about that. He’d have preferred Zack, but Chloe was a good alternate.

“Alright, Ashley.” Robert said, offering her the bowl.

Ashley reached into the bowl and pulled out a name.

“Zack.” she smiled warmly at the boy beside her. Gavin saw that Brandon looked pissed. Seriously pissed.

“Which leaves... Madison and Paris.” Robert said. The two dark haired girls gave identical uncaring shrugs.

Gavin thought that things could have gone a whole lot worse for this random roommate generator.