The group hug I get from the other sevengirls only goes so far to calming my nerves."Oh god, Ash..." Laura sighs. "Not- not gone well, then?" I hate s...hool," I moan as I lean forward and rest my head on the table."Everyone in that last fucking class..." Where was George?" Megan asks."In set 3, I'm in set 2," I sigh. "He's in the rest of my classes, atleast." Ugh," Suriya spits. "Why does everyone have to be such a pain aboutthis? So you're wearing a skirt. Big deal, so am I. So's everyone. "No way, Brittany!" I said to my pushy twenty-something daughter. "I'm not walking around in the lingerie section of some department store having you-" No!" Britt protested. "Online! I'll pick some nice things out for you to wear," her wide ass resettling its satisfied self on the ergonomic chair, our bodies completely—thankfully—parted. Brittany's nose wrinkled. "These panties, daddy," flipping through the slideshow. "are kinda old-fashioned." I'm old-fashioned," I declared. Britt laughed. She. That first summer, I mused. When we met. The memory brought a smile to my lips. We were so young, so insecure. Susan sprang to mind, so I decided to start there."Okay," I said, "you know how I go to camp with my family every summer, right?" Yeah, your aunt's place." Scott said."Right, Susan's camp. Well, you know it's a nudist camp..."Eager nods.I gathered my thoughts, remembering the summer of 1976.It was my second visit to the Pines. We were staying in a room across the sandy road from the. She came at the same time. We got done and I laid next to her. We laid there a little while, looking up at the trees and listening to the birds.We heard someone coming down the trail and got dressed in a hurry. We were sitting on the rocks when a couple came walking by, they stopped and said, they didn't know there was a lake here. Sue said isn't it beautiful? They agreed and sat down next to us on the rocks. We introduced ourselves and said we were just swimming in the lake and it was sure.