"You know they used to tell stories about these woods." Jermaine said as he opened a beer. He was in his mid twenties and dressed like a cowboy complete with the ten gallon hat. "That this place used to be some kind of government facility back in the sixties you know one of those places from the Cold War when we were trying desperately to cook up something to beat the commies. Well at the time the Commies were breeding ape men by letting gorillas have sex with their women. It of course didn't work but their goal was to create something as strong as an ape with human intelligence. A super soldier."
"That's bullshit and you know it. Apemen?" Kirsten chuckled and took a long drag off her joint. It was a warm night so she was comfortable with a bikini top that covered less of her flesh than her long blonde hair did. The mini shorts she had on were cut so high that every time she moved her panties peeked out from their coverage.
"I shit you not the Russians were working on Apemen. Well over here we decided to go a different route. Now mind you this was before we knew a lot of the things we know about DNA today so the stuff they were trying here, radiation stuff mostly was radical. It was like they were trying something out of a comic book. Tried everything and got nothing to show for but a bunch of dead guys. Most of em minority types." Jermaine paused to take a drink. "Back in those days nobody'd look twice if a bunch of blacks turned up missin."
"So what were we working on?" Damian asked with his surfer drawl. He was wearing a bright red Hawaiian style shirt and cargo shorts. "I mean I know we did some screwy stuff."
"That's the thing, we were about to give up work on developing better weapons instead of better people. Middle of the sixties about. Then they brought in some new guy, a German who'd been part of Hitler's inner circle but was so brilliant we decided it was better to have him working for us than to execute him like the other prisoners. Apparently Hitler had been working on his own Super Soldier program called Teufelshunde. They'd been experiment on Jews of course, but they'd had some success. He recreated the program not five miles from where we sittin right now. Now here's where it gets interesting. Supposedly they made like a dozen of the Teufelshunde and were running experiments on em to see what they could do. You basically they tortured them to death to see how tough they were. Turns out they were tough, the women even more than the men. Well if you believe the stories three or four of them got away and they stalk in these woods." Jermaine continued.
"You're just making that up." Sara was already high; she'd been smoking half of the hike in. The stunning black woman was wearing a sleeveless sweater that clung to breasts like a second skin and a pair of jeans that seemed to have been painted on. "Even if the story is true they'd be like seventy years old and probably dead anyway by now."
"They had kids. And those kids live here, every so often we get one of those grizzly deaths its not wolves. There haven't been any wolves in Ohio since the eighteen hundreds. Same with bears and cougars, there are no big predators here." Jermaine added.
"Bullshit. We get bears, not very many or very often but we get black bears out here." Damian cut in. "Hell shot one with my Dad a few years back. We were out deer hunting when the big bastard tried to rush us."
"Okay maybe some bears. But you ever ask why hardly anybody comes up here to camp even though it's so pretty up here? Cus people go missin." Jermaine's voice dropped. "See they come out at night and the boys, they just use us for food but the girls. They'll drag you back to their den and rape you only you'll beg for it. They got these pheromones going that'll just get into a woman and she's addicted just like that. So either of you ladies find yourself getting wet for no goddamn reason you warn me so I can run."
"Real brave, you'd just leave us like that?" Kirsten pouted. "I see one man who's not getting any of this." She slapped her hand down on her rump. "Sara, you think you and me can share your man tonight?"
Sara's eyes flashed slightly as she turned toward her friend. "Don't go teasing me like that. You know I've wanted a piece of your pie for a while now. And I know Damian isn't going to complain about two ladies sharing him."
"I was gonna say your stupid story ain't scaring anybody but hey if it gets me a threesome you can go on with your story all night." Damian responded.
"Yeah fuck you to. I'm just tellin you what I heard bout these woods. I dunno if it's true or not." Jermaine turned his beer up finishing it in a single drought, crushed the can and reached for another.
"Well now that we've got the scary story out of the way and half of us are already baked, drunk or some combination I think it's time to go skinny dipping." Kirsten said pulling her bikini top away from her ample chest and wriggling out of her shorts and panties making certain that Jermaine got a good look at her shapely half moons. "I'm not going by myself am I?"
"Hell no." Damian replied unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt and pulling it over his head. Then he pulled his shorts off and slapped Sara's ass. "C'mon beautiful."
"You don't have to tell me twice." Sara stripped down and three of them headed down to the lake.