You go around the lake

Sabrina tugs your collar, and you hop after her. Your feet are tired, your arms are sore, and above all else, you are exhausted. Exhausted and ashamed. It has been a long walk around the lake. The moon is reflected on the still waters to your left, a fitting ending to an even longer day.

You look down and shiver. Like the cast around the leg of a popular football player, you are covered in signatures, scribbles, and some downright rude comments. The fraternity boys were the worst… but they were far from the only ones.

Everyone who is someone on the lake has taken a pretty good look at you. You wager your breasts must be quite popular on the local social network, almost as famous as you after tonight.

Surprisingly, (or not, given what you did earlier today) no one helped you, no one even suspected that something was wrong. Sabrina´s lie was too convincing. Everyone thinks you are just a big ol´pervert that gets off doing …well, what you are doing now. Ugh, you don’t think you´ll be able to show your face around these parts anytime soon.

You spot a couple of lights at the end of the woods. You circled the beach and reached the camp´s entrance once more. You can see more than a few campers ignoring their bedtime and waiting for your return.

Great… seems like you have one more photo op to go. Your heart is trying to drill out of your chest, and a tsunami of sweat pours down your forehead. You hate to admit it, but Sabrina has got you good. She has won your little prank war pretty handily. You won´t dare to go against her in the future.

THE END