Welcome to the Cabin! (Day 1, Part 1)

The car pulled up to the Ravers Cabin in the woods, and Zack climbed out of the backseat, and pulled the switch on the side of his chair so that it pushed forwards to allow the two women in the backseat to climb out.

Zack held out a hand and his paternal cousin, Paris, took it and stepped out.

Paris Bishop had slightly wavy dark brown hair, grayish blue eyes, large, full breasts, and a round ass that complimented her shapely hips. She had inherited a lot of her mother’s looks, the late Louise Bishop, who had died in a car accident a few years back.

The loss of her mother had devastated Paris and her elder brother, Clark, but while Clark had spiraled downwards into a mess of anger, Paris had made something of her life, strived hard to be somebody that her mother would be proud of. Everybody deals with grief in their own way, but Zack would argue that Paris’ was far healthier.

Paris stepped aside and Zack helped his maternal cousin, Mia, out of the backseat of the car as well.

Mia Minotti was a petite girl two years Zack and Paris’ senior. She had black hair going down just past her neck and vivid blue eyes. She had medium sized breasts, a far cry from her mother’s massive ones, or her aunt’s also fairly large breasts. Her ass was nice and perky, just like her breasts.

Zack moved around the back to open the trunk, and was joined by his Aunt Mallory.

Mallory Minotti, née Campbell, was a gorgeous woman of 41 years, but she had aged like a fine wine. She had long dark brown hair falling down to her breasts, and a beautiful face with full lips and angular, model-type features, and her eyes were ice blue, just like Zack’s own. But Mallory’s most noticeable feature was assuredly her very large breasts. Monica, Mallory’s slightly younger sister, had some very sizable breasts, but Mallory outclassed her with ease, and if Zack had to guess, he’d say his aunt Mallory’s curvy ass was more of a bubble butt than his mother’s.

Mallory was, unlike her two younger sisters, very uptight. She was an intelligent woman who liked to abide by the rules, and is also usually pretty controlling. Zack had heard that she used to date Heather’s dad, Robert, but that was odd to think about, so he didn’t think about it often.

Zack’s Aunt Mallory and her daughter, Mia, lived in Blackwell where Aunt Mallory worked as a hospital administrator, so Zack didn’t get to see them often. Them being on this trip was a rare delight.

Zack hauled his suitcase up and out of the trunk and set it down on the ground. Then he grabbed Monica and Paris’ suitcases and pulled them out, setting those on the ground as well.

“Thanks, Zack.” Paris said brightly, taking her suitcase.

Monica thanked Zack as well, and Zack and his family members dragged their suitcases up the gravel path to the Ravers cabin’s front door.

Zack’s older sister Taylor was SUPPOSED to ride with them up here to Silver Lake, but she’d ditched them to ride up with her best friend, Hannah Woodsen.

Zack had a long-time crush on Hannah Woodsen, as he imagined most men did. She was a walking sexbomb, and loved to tease her best friend’s little brother.

For a long time, Zack had been daydreaming about him turning 18, and finally getting to date Hannah, but his eighteenth birthday had come and went and he hadn’t worked up the courage to have a whole conversation with her without stuttering, much less ask her out.

Monica knocked on the door, and it swung open to reveal somebody Zack wasn’t expecting. He had honestly been expecting Heather Ravers to open the door, but instead it was none other than Ashley Woodsen, a beautiful blond cheerleader, and Hannah’s younger sister.

Ashley had long, wavy blond hair, sky blue eyes, medium-sized breasts, and a round ass that was nicely toned from Ashley’s work as a cheerleader. Ashley threw her arms around Zack before he could even get a hello out, but he quickly hugged her back. Ashley was a very friendly girl, and she’d been the one to sort of introduce him to Heather Ravers and her friends. Well, re-introduce. He’d known all of these people since they were babies, but come eighth grade or so, they’d all kind of fractured into cliques.

Zack wouldn’t say he’s super close with Heather or Brandon or people like that, but he was pretty confident in his friendship with Ashley. The blond gave a bright smile to all the Bishops and Minottis, and she also gave Paris a hug. Ashley and Paris were on the cheer team together, so it made sense that they would be close friends.

Ashley had an on-again off again thing with Brandon Cole, a football player, and Zack wasn’t currently sure whether they were on or off, but he imagined he’d find out pretty quickly.

“How’d you guys beat us here?” Monica asked, smiling at Ashley, who was the daughter of one of Monica’s close friends.

“They probably didn’t stop for food. Three times.” Paris nudged Zack.

“It’s a long ride!” Zack protested.

Ashley laughed her musical, delighted laugh.

“It’s not that long.” Ashley joined in on teasing Zack.

“It was like five hours!” Zack argued as the group moved inside the cabin. Ashley led the way down the entrance hall and out into the great room.

The great room was aptly named. Directly across from the entrance hall was the living room, which had numerous couches and armchairs set up, along with an un-lit brick fireplace, and a row of big glass panes with double French doors leading out onto the back patio. Oh, yeah, and a giant flat screen TV mounted on the thick brick column of the fireplace.

Off to the left of the living room was the kitchen, which had a breakfast bar with several stools placed along it. The breakfast bar divided the kitchen and the living room, but other than that, there was no wall between the rooms.

The kitchen had lots of counter space and a grand island, all with white marble countertops. The Ravers were rich, and Zack did know that the cabin had been recently remodeled, but this was extremely expensive stuff.

Currently sitting in the living room was several people.

Zack recognized Heather Ravers, Sarah Woodsen, Damon Woodsen, Robert Ravers, Vanessa Austen, and Madison Cole. Brandon was nowhere to be found, and a redheaded girl Zack didn’t know was sitting beside Robert.

Heather Ravers was the gorgeous cheerleader captain, who had long, straight dark brown hair, rich dark blue eyes, large breasts that actually rivaled Monica’s, and a toned ass from cheerleading.

Sarah Woodsen was Ashley and Hannah’s mom, and was 40 years old, just a few months older than Monica, who was 39. Sarah had long blond hair, sky blue eyes like Ashley’s, large breasts that were decently larger than Monica’s, but were dwarfed by Mallory’s. She had an amazing bubble butt that was fairly toned from her exercise regimen, but it still had plenty of bounce to it.

Damon Woodsen was Ashley and Hannah’s father, and was 45. He had short blond hair and blue eyes, though not sky blue like Sarah and Ashley’s, more of a royal blue.

Robert Ravers was 42, with artfully styled but still short dark hair, and the rich blue eyes that his daughter, Heather, also had.

Vanessa Austen was Brandon and Madison’s mom, and she hadn’t taken her husband’s last name. Vanessa was 39, same as Monica, and was a tall woman with long, brown hair, vibrant green eyes, medium sized breasts, and a toned ass.

Madison Cole was Vanessa’s daughter, and had long, very wavy dark brown hair, hazel eyes, medium sized breasts, and a perky, toned ass. In other words, she looked a LOT like her mother, except Madison already had a healthy summer tan while Vanessa was still not gold-skinned for the summer.

The red-haired woman Zack didn’t know looked to be pretty young, probably in her late twenties, if Zack had to guess. She had wavy red hair and grass green eyes. Her face was adorably freckled, and what he could see of her arms and legs were also quite freckled. She had very perky medium sized breasts and a fit ass. She looked pretty comfy with Robert, so Zack hazarded a guess that she was his girlfriend. Or they were at least sharing a bed.

“Where’s Taylor?” Monica asked the room.

“She and Hannah are setting their stuff up in their bedroom.” Robert explained, grabbing a sheet of paper off the glass coffee table and standing up, “Ok, so this cabin has two floors. First floor rooms are down that hallway, and second floor rooms are obviously on the second floor. Rooms 1-5 are on the first floor, and they are labeled, just so there’s no confusion. Rooms 6-10 are on the second floor, and they are also labeled. There’s also a guesthouse out on the property that has bunkbeds for some people to stay. Heather and I worked out some room arrangements, so I’ll tell you where you guys are all sleeping.

“Leave it to Heather to plan out everything.” Paris joked, and Zack snorted.

“Alright, Monica and Mallory, you’re sharing Room 4. Paris and Mia, you guys are in Room 7. So, Zack, I was going to put you out in the guesthouse with the other boys, but Heather expressed to me that you would probably be more comfortable sharing a room with Chloe than any of the guys. If you’re alright with it, Monica, I’ve got him and Chloe together in Room 6.” Robert said.

“That’s fine by me.” Monica said with a shrug. Zack was inwardly pleased. Not only did Heather know him well enough to know that Chloe was his best friend, but he also got to room with Chloe.

While Monica and Mallory grabbed their suitcases and rolled them down the hallway off to the right of the living room, Zack, Paris, and Mia grabbed theirs and lifted them up the stairs. Well, Paris pawned hers off on Zack, so he carried both his and Paris’ up the stairs.

Once up on the second floor, Zack looked around curiously.

The stairs led up to a secondary living room, with a slightly smaller TV and only three couches and an armchair, but it was cozy and had a great view of Silver Lake.

The three cousins walked down the hallway and Zack stopped at Room 6, while Paris and Mia continued down to Room 7.

Zack walked into Room 6, and was presented with a shocking view.

Firstly, the room had two queen beds. One of which was already covered in stuff, but not Chloe’s stuff. Zack could hear the shower running, and Zack saw who was sitting on the bed not covered in clothes and accessories.

Hannah Woodsen.

Zack was sharing a room with Hannah fucking Woodsen.

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A/N Well, the branch is finally off to a start. Expect infrequent chapters, but almost definitely at least once a week and hopefully twice.

I am very curious to see which pairings you guys would like to see from this branch, so please give a comment with your pairing preference, just so I can gauge reader preference. No guarantee for any of them, obviously, but I just want to see what is the most requested pairings.