It was unusual that his bedroom door was ajar. He’d always locked the door when he’d leave for the day. She stuck her head in the door and looked ...round. David was still asleep and she saw an empty bottle lying on the carpet. Jenny winced inwardly. Oh God, I didn’t want him to feel guilty like this. I must have moved too fast. But I want him to come to me for relief. What am I going to do? She quietly closed his door and went to her room to rethink her plan. Thursday night passed without. I knew that campsites could be dangerous, having only recently read about some of the horror stories of young women alone in such places at night. “You’ll be safe with me.” I told her, hoping to reassure her. Katie laughed, flicking her hair. “I can’t think of a safer person.” she continued, “Here, this one looks clean.” Katie pointed inside one of the cabins, which comprised of a changing area and a shower. She stepped inside and held the door open, waiting for me to go inside with her. “Are. "Just wear a big towel," she told me.So we left the bus and walked the short distance to the pool. All three of us had overexposure problems, but at least there wasn't a big crowd of spectators. The pool area was entirely empty.It didn't take long, though, after we had gotten ourselves arranged in poolside chairs, for business to pick up dramatically. Inside of fifteen minutes, there were seven other people in the immediate area. Five of them were middle-aged men, all five doing a rotten job of. We didn’t have much money as we were both in school, so we planned on staying with them in their motor home.After dinner, we went back to their place and they suggested we all go for a swim. This sounded like a great idea as I love the water. So we all went to the pool and swam for about an hour until the sun was well down. His parents excused themselves and said they were headed to bed and that left just the two of us.We sank into the jacuzzi and sat for a few minutes before he pulled me over.