no hot water

The water to the camp was fed by mountain streams, and the water that came out of the shower nozzle was freezing. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" said Leah. She turned off the water and went to a toilet stall and sat on the seat. The toilet stall stank, but she had no choice. She had to just wait for the water heater tank to heat back up.

Leah was depressed. Even with hot water, she had no soap, shampoo, or washcloth and the mud was drying. She then heard voices. One was male and one was female.

"So glad to get away from them," said the female.

"We needed some privacy. Wanna fuck?" said the male.'

"Here?"

"Yeah, we just get a stall. Why do you think I brought you into the women's showers?"

The girl peered under the stalls and saw Leah's muddy feet. "Someone's in there," she whispered, and it was just loud enough for Leah to here.

Leah heard the two leave. A moment later, she could swear she heard the sounds of love making coming from the showers. "Oh fuck," she thought. "What if they finish and they get the hot water?"

Leah sat and waited until the sounds of the fucking stopped then she heard nothing. She went to stand up, but found she was stuck to the toilet seat. "Fuck! FUUUUCK!" she screamed. She pushed put her hands on the side of the stall and pushed with all her might. She broke free with such force, she crashed through the stall door, hitting her head and fell on the floor and passed out.