"Billy, hi it's mom. I need to ask you a favor."
"Hi mom, does it involve hard work or heavy lifting?" I replied, laughing.
"Ha ha. No. But it is quite a strange request. It involves your sister."
"Ava?"
"Do you have another sister?"
"Very good mom, you're sharp today. How can I help?What mess is she in?"
"Now Billy, your sister is a good girl."
"Sure mom."
"Anyway, she's finished school for the summer, and her and Emily have announced they want to go camping."
"Sounds reasonable."
"I know Billy, but, well they're only eighteen. They want to go to the national park, up by the lake, and I'm just worried. You know, two young girls...."
"You don't want them getting eaten by bears?"
"Well bears, and other things...."
"What does Emily's folks say about this?"
"Well this is where you come in. I sold this idea to them and they like it."
"I'm getting worried."
"Can you go with them? It's just a weekend."
I won't bore you with the rest of the conversation but needless to say I came off the phone having been persuaded to go camping with my sister and her best friend.
I am Billy, as you probably guessed. I'm twenty five years old. I live with my girlfriend, Hannah, who is a trainee dentist, working long hours and starting to earn good money. I had one final thing to do, run the idea by her, but she agreed saying it would be a good chance to have a weekend catching up with some of her friends.
I get on ok with my kid sister. We only live about five miles away from her and my parents. There is seven years between us so we never really hung out but we did watch movies together, listen to some music. I taught her to ride her bike and to swim. She and Emily have been best friends since they were twelve so I have got to know her quite well. She's a cool kid, very athletic, representing her school in several sports. I should mention that Emily is a black girl, her parents coming from Jamaica. I know some kids in our town have shouted at them for being friends but mainly we live in a fairly chilled area. My mom and dad are both very fond of Emily and know she's been a good friend to Ava.
The camping trip took shape. Dad bought loads of gear for us. As I loaded the car the night before we left I noticed there was only one tent.
"Dad, did you only buy one tent?"
"It's a three man tent."
"Yeah but dad, I thought I would at least have my own tent."
"Why waste money. This trip is only a one off, probably."
"They might want to go again."
"It's three nights. Is it really a problem?"
I went up to Ava's bedroom, where mom was helping my sister pack.
"Did you know we have to share a tent?" I said to both of them.
"Yes your father did ask me about that. It's only three nights. Tents aren't cheap," mom replied.
"Ava?"
"He told me. It should be ok. We've got three sleeping bags."
"Does Emily know?"
"Is it such a biggie? Are you scared she's going to ravage you or something?"
my sister joked.
I turned and walked out the room. Maybe I was being over-dramatic. It's only three nights. Perhaps I was a bit freaked out having to do this trip in the first place, with two eighteen year old girls. I had no idea what we were going to do the whole weekend and I think I was just a bit on edge.
The next morning, Emily's mom dropped her off. She had a bag. She was wearing a crop top and a pair of cut off denims. Very short i noticed. I also noticed how smooth her dark skin looked in the sunlight. I realised I had never really paid much attention to her looks over the years. Her eyes were big, like pools of ice cold water. Her legs were long, her ass toned and her breasts were small but well developed.
"Billy, you're staring."
Mom's voice broke me out of my trance and I realised I had been checking out my sister's friend a bit too obviously. The two girls smiled at each other nervously
My sister was wearing a light and breezy summer dress, white and yellow, which stopped just above her knees.
We said our goodbyes and jumped in my car. I endured three hours of the girls singing along to songs I was now just a bit too old to know, gossiping about school friends and talking make up. The plans for the weekend involved swimming in the lake, hiking and just chilling. Also drinking, as Emily revealed the beer she had smuggled into her bag. I also mentioned that I had a lot of beer in my trunk.
We drove off the main road, onto a few smaller roads then onto a track which finally led to the forest, and then a small clearing by the side of the lake. It was deserted.
"This is great. Nice and private," said my sister.
"I love it," gushed Emily.
"Why do you want it private?" I asked.
"Just. So we don't have to put up with other people. And we can wear our new bikinis without pervy old men goggling at us," joked Emily.
"I might goggle at you. If you're worth goggling at. In your bikinis, I mean."
"You're my brother, you don't count."
"Thanks. What's so special about these bikinis then?"
"Well, let's say, our moms wouldn't let us wear them if they saw what they're like," smiled Emily, her big eyes lighting up.
"Maybe I'll report back."
"You won't," laughed my sister.
I parked the car, and the girls unloaded the gear while I set up the tent. It was hot work and I soon stripped off my shirt, now just wearing shorts. I could hear the girls giggling and whispering as they watched me set up the tent.
"Teenagers," I muttered to myself.
Tent set up, we set about organising. Ava placed the three sleeping bags in the tent.
"Who's going where?" I asked.
"You can go on the far left," Ava told me.
"Unless you want to go in the middle," giggled Emily.
"Maybe I should. Keep you two apart, and keep you out of trouble," I joked.
"We'd just climb over you," smiled Ava.
"Maybe you should go in the middle then," whispered Emily, winking at me. Was she flirting with me?
