My new friend Heather invited me on a weekend camping trip. I told her that I wasn't interested because I'm not the type of girl that likes to rough it in the great outdoors. I'm more of a pampered mint-on-the-pillow type of girl. However, she insisted vehemently so I accepted the invitation. Heather said that she wanted to do something nice for her little sister's eighteenth birthday. She thought it would be fun to take her sister and I on a camping trip before her father put the camper away for the winter. Heather assured me that it would just be the three of us. She also said that we were going to a "no frills" campground to simply relax and become one with nature.
The girls and I crowded into Heather's pickup truck and we were on our way. Heather's little sister, Jessica, was just adorable. Jessie is around five-foot-two with sandy-brown hair and big brown eyes. She has a petite figure and the sweetest smile I've ever seen. Heather has a cute face and a slender body, too. However, Heather is five-foot-six with bleached blonde hair and the tattoo of a heart on her arm, so she looks a little wilder than Jessica.
It was unseasonably warm for September. Even though I was only wearing a small pair of cutoffs and a tank top, I was still perspiring. We had plenty of beer so I grabbed a cold one out of the cooler. The girls and I set up the tent camper, which was nothing more than a couple of pullout beds, a mini-refrigerator and a port-o-potty. There was no air conditioner, shower or even walls around the port-o-potty. The port-o-potty just sat out in the open next to the refrigerator. A couple in their forties were only a few campsites away from us. They had a huge RV that looked as big as a bus.
I gazed at the big beautiful RV with the satellite dish on top and thought to myself, "I'll bet those people don't have to pee out in the middle of the room with everyone watching them!"
An older gentleman that works in the office took Heather, Jessica and I for a walk around the campground. He showed us the stables for horseback riding, the river for swimming and canoeing, the trails for hiking, and then he showed us the facilities. It was just a brick building with two doors on the side. One door led to the men's restroom and the other to the women's restroom. The restrooms weren't fancy, but they were clean. Then he showed us the showers. On the outside of the building in the back, there were a few showerheads sticking out of the side of the building.
He said, "These are the women's showers."
I asked, "Where are the men's showers?"
He replied, "On the other side of the building."
Jessica and I walked around the building and noticed that a high wooden fence encased the men's showers. This assured the men of complete privacy. The showers were only accessible by going through the men's restroom.
Jessie and I returned to the other side of the building and I asked the man, "How come the men's showers are enclosed by a big solid wooden fence and the women's showers are right out in the open?"
He chuckled and said, "They're not right out in the open. See, there's a few shrubs in front of them."
I sarcastically said, "That makes me feel secure!"
He continued, "Your showers are facing the woods. Besides, the women's showers are behind the building. I doubt that anyone will bother you back here."
Jessica asked, "I'm just curious. Why isn't there a big fence around the women's showers like the men have?"
He answered, "There was a tall fence, but it fell down. We just haven't gotten around to replacing it."
Heather smirked, "How convenient!"
The man continued, "I really don't see what the big deal is. Most of the people have showers built into their motor homes so they don't use our facilities anyway."
Jessica had a nervous expression on her face because she knew our camper didn't have a built-in shower, but everyone dropped the subject as we continued the tour. There were only about fifteen motor homes and travel trailers throughout the campground. Our camper was in the last row of the park. That big RV bus gave the girls and I privacy because it blocked everyone's view of our pop-up tent camper. However, on the other side of our camper was a cluster of regular tents. I asked who the tent area belonged to and the man said it was a Boy Scout camp.
I said, "Oh great. Just what we need, a bunch of little boys hanging around."
The man said, "They're not so little. They're Eagle Scouts and they're all upper classmen in high school."
After the man left, Heather looked at me with a devilish grin and said, "I'll bet we can have some fun with the Eagle Scouts."
I said, "First of all, you said we were here to relax, not cause trouble. Secondly, I'm twenty-two and you're twenty-three. Those boys are at least four or five years younger than we are. And lastly, when I was in high school, the Eagle Scouts were kind of a nerdy bunch of boys. They didn't really hang out with our crowd."
Heather responded, "But they're eighteen, which is the same age as Jessie. Besides, after school starts most of the RV people are middle-aged couples or retired people. Those boys may be our only source of fun."
I giggled and said, "By fun, you mean baring a little skin, making out where people can see us, that kind of thing?"
Jessica blushed as Heather said, "Well, I was never an exhibitionist before I met you, Mindy, but getting naked and making out with you in the bar last weekend was a real rush."
Then Jessica really turned red. I guess Heather told Jessica about our stripping game in the bar last week. When the game was over, Heather and I were naked so we made out with each other right in front of everyone. Now that Heather had experienced the thrill of exhibitionism, I guess she wanted to try it again.
I said, "Jessie, I don't want you to think I act like that all the time. Just because your sister and I got a little drunk and wild last weekend doesn't mean we should all go out and corrupt a bunch of innocent Boy Scouts."
There was a pause and then Heather said, "I'll bet we can make them lose a merit badge!"
We laughed and then I said, "Okay, but just take it slow and natural. I'm more experienced at this than you girls are."