Brandon and Heather clear the air

Brandon felt bad about being so short in his advice to Zack, but it really was the best advice. He was distracted by his guilt over what had happened with Heather before everyone else had arrived. Although he was pissed about the older boy putting his hands on his girlfriend, the truth was, he had broken up what was a tense situation. Seeing Kurt swim away from Heather he decided now was the best time to clear the air.

Heather saw Brandon heading her way and knew they were going to have to talk about what happened. She decided the best move was to play it off as no big deal.

"Look Heather, I'm really sor..."

"Don't worry, it was all my fault. Besides, with all of us in tight quarters for the next two weeks, it was inevitable you'd probably see me naked at least once."

Heather had meant it in the most innocent way possible when she said it- someone entering a room without knocking, a wardrobe malfunction. But both her and Brandon gulped as they pictured them fucking each other. Brandon saw Heather riding him cowgirl style his hands holding on to her large breasts. Heather saw Brandon enter her room naked, mounting her and fucking her into a screaming orgasm, while Gavin played his video games beside her, clueless. Brandon broke the tension by turning away. He needed to get back to his girlfriend, NOW. But she was nowhere to be seen. And Zack was gone too. He swam over to the dock to ask Chloe and Gavin where she had gone.

"I think her and Zack went to go talk, probably about Victoria," Gavin replied.

Brandon rolled his eyes, "He needs to stop talking to everyone else about her and talk TO her," he looked over at Victoria and Kurt chatting, "Or he may miss out." Both Gavin and Chloe looked over too, both feeling concern for Zack... and Victoria.