I was just glad to learn that the bridge hadn't turned to tinder.Sharon showed up minutes after I arrived. I'd barely gotten the moment to stand and s...rvey and appreciate this little stand of nature when there she was.We both had huge coolers as well as suitcases. Lastly, I lugged in my tub of tools, bringing them in out of the elements. I was smart enough to have a tarp to tie over the bed of the truck, to keep the dew off the lumber.We were just getting settled when the sky got dark and this. We sat there for a few minutes, me pumping away and Pamela not saying anything. At one point I looked up to see her face, and I noticed that her eyes were staring rather fixedly at my crotch. I blushed and looked down, hoping my excitement wasn’t too apparent, and resolved not to look at her face again until this ordeal was over. (Probably not even afterwards…)After a while she had me switch to her other breast, which I also had to massage before placing the nipple into the flask and pumping. Surely she was joking. This kind of mentality might have existed at earlier camps, but we were eighteen now, reason and logic would take precedence over schoolyard bullying. What was even more unbelievable however, was Louise's reaction. She grabbed her bag from on top of the bed and pulled it to the ground. She started packing away the clothes she had laid on the bed back into it. 'Sorry' she muttered. 'I should have asked' The three girls laughed at. After the girls checked into their hotel, they unpacked their clothes, hanging dresses in the closet, putting bras, panties, pantyhose, and sleeping atire into the draws anong the other clothes they packed. They took a shower and dressed for there first night out. Almost the second they walked into the local night club they were swamped by the Island men, mostly trying to get them to buy drugs, some just came on to them boldly asking them to bed. they walked around a few minutes looking for a.