The hikers

Before the group of amateur adventures left, Kurt asked them all if there was anything they needed from town. In addition to the charcoal and Zack’s honey mustard, Ashley needed a pair of sunglasses, Gavin a puzzle book, and Brandon a newspaper. As he headed to the car, Heather shouted out that she needed a box of tampons.

“Get the largest box they have, Kurt,” she ordered.

He shook his head and blushed mildly with embarrassment. He briefly thought about forgetting to pick them up, but wavered as he knew she’d make him go back for them.

“Okay guys, girls. Let’s go,” Heather said.

The first mile or so of the hike was uneventful as the group merely walked past other cabins. Some were occupied, others not. Some, as Heather pointed out, were abandoned. There were a small group of women down by the lake. The hikers stopped when Chloe announced that a few of them were topless.

“Okay everybody, we’ve seen enough. Got to keep moving if we want to be back before dinner,” Zach announced.

Seeing another perfect opportunity to get a shot in on Heather, he jumped at it.

“Heather, dear, close your mouth. You’re drooling!” He stated.

“Yes, Daddy!” She replied, sticking her tongue out at him.

After another hundred yards or so, the five friends were met by a middle-aged man walking his dog.

“Hello, Ms. Ravers. So glad to see you and your family at the lake again,” the man said as his dog sniffed the teens.

“Hello, Mr. Johnson,” she cringed as she answered back.

The medium-sized black lab barked, jumped on Heather, and started humping the brunette’s leg.

“Wow, Heather. I think you found a prom date!” Zack laughed.

“SHUT UP AND GET HIM OFF ME!” She shouted, failing at trying to sound angry.

“Roscoe, DOWN!” the dog’s owner pulled at his leash. The dog obeyed and left his quarry unwillingly.

Heather slugged Zack on the shoulder and vowed to get “****” on him.

When the group came to a fork in the road, Heather veered them to the dirt path all the way to the right. Soon road signs and vacation homes were replaced with trees and ruins of old buildings.

“Some of these buildings date back to the early 1800's. Apparently our forefathers thought the lake was a good place to fuck, too,” Heather grinned. Chloe and Victoria blushed.

Gavin moved closer to one of the buildings to examine the structural remains. Victoria took a picture of him with her new camera.

“Indiana Jones, hard at work,” she teased. After noting the differences in the structures and taking photos, the group moved on.

After about two hours, the group came to a clearing at the top of a small hill. The five friends fanned out to take some water, change socks, reapply sunscreen and/or take photos.

“Okay everyone, group photo!” Victoria demanded as she set up a tripod. She and Gavin sat in front, Chloe knelt next to the blonde girl, and Zack and Heather stood in the back. Heather draped her arm over Zack’s shoulder. Just as the timer was set to trigger the shutter, she licked her finger and shoved it in Zack’s left ear.

“WET WILLIE!” she shouted.

“Aaack!” Zack screamed. A nearby rabbit ran off at the noise.

The group burst out laughing when they saw the look on Zack’s face in the image reviewer.

“Oh, that is SO going in the photo album!” Heather cheered. Even Victoria couldn’t help but chuckle at Zack’s misfortune.