.. or something like that... and Misty had a plan.She had been hiking for almost two hours and was sweating bullets. Her chambray shirt was soaked wit... sweat as was her bra, shorts and panties. The only thing that wasn't drenched in sweat was her hiking boots. Misty stopped for a minute and took a sip of water from the hydration tube then adjusted her Kelty-Redwing backpack and started back up the trail. An hour later she arrived at what she considered 'her spot' although she had only been here. One was a young fraternity looking guy with ripped body, covered in all the right places with black hair. They had watched all of us across the pond, and though that I must have be crazy (well, I had been rolling with Molly) to have fallen asleep next to Nate. I walked over toward them as the youngest guy was standing with his hands clasped together behind his head, feet widely spread, and there was Nate tracing his finger on the point where the tiny T-back touched the skin. The two other. "No", I said, "pull them off from under your dress right here." Well, that's just ridiculous;" she said, "I'm not doing that, someone might see!"I said nothing, continued my meal, and made no eye contact.About 10 minutes later, amongst some fumbling, she said "there, you happy?" while beginning to stuff her panties slyly and quickly into her purse. "I didn't tell you to do that, now hand them to me", and I held my hand out on the table. She looked from side to side and said "Really?, why?"I. I put my arms around her and unzipped her pants. As I started to pull down her pants from behind, she would start to bend over. I got down on my knees as I pulled her pants down, as soon as I got her ass out of those jeans I licked and kissed her ass as she was bending over, her ass in my face. She stepped out of her jeans, leaving her in only her thong, I stood back up.."Just lay back and relax" she said in a soft voiceI laid back down on the bed with my feet still on the floor, she got on her.