We swam together; soaked in the hot tub; rode bicycles; took drives; and talked. God, did we talk. We discussed everything under the sun. Karen was as...much a free thinker as Becky and I were.By the middle of summer. I knew I was in love with Karen. One night, as we were snuggling in bed, I brought it up to Becky."Becks, what do you think of Karen?" I asked.Becky giggled, and said, "I think that someday we'll probably marry her. If she can live with the fact that I'll be part of the marriage,. “I’m going to have to get the truck fixed, so I probably won’t make it up to the lodge until in the morning,” Tim declared.Damn. The drunk-fest was officially cancelled. Tim apologized and said he’d make it up to me. I was ticked, but there was not much I could do. Stuff happens, you know? So, there I sat, all by myself, on top of a cooler full of beer and no one to share it with.I looked over at the hot tub. The girls had gone very suspiciously quiet.“Would y’all like a beer?” I casually. I want more. The belt swishes again. And again. I feel the welts rising on my ass. He pulls my ass cheeks apart and hit the tender area next to my asshole. Hard. I bury my face in the quilt. My clit is tingling. I can feel my orgasm building as he continues to hit me. Suddenly I feel the sharp sting of the plumbing tool on my ass. The pain is focused, I know there are bright red stripes rising. He uses it on my back and shoulders too. Then, unexpectedly, I feel its sharp caress on my face. Not. Joey almost fell in from laughing so hard."Okay guys... I'm gonna make sure we're all clean now... Ready." Let the shit roll, Timmy boy," Joey exclaimed."Do it and let's get out of here," Suzi agreed.After a group deep breath, we all heard a few plops in the water, and we were done. I checked the time, and we had another three minutes before I had planned on leaving the bathroom."Okay, I think you're both done," I said, "but I'm not."Two toilets flushed, and then I heard their stall doors.