47 Forty-seven: MTOABB

MTOABB

By the time we reached down by the river, we were alone - on one else on sight but us.

Chloe and Cass quickly removed their shorts and ran for the waters. As for me, I just stood there, gazing around and looking for a place to change.

"Are you not going to join them?" He asks, coming to a standstill right beside me.

"Aren't you?" I ask him.

"We'll go in together," he says nonchalantly.

I stay put, holding tightly on my bag.

"And now?" He leans to look at me.

"Isn't there a place to change?" I ask him.

"You can change right here." He shrugs as if he couldn't clearly see that there was something wrong with stripping down naked in front of everyone.

Public nudity is not my thing - I repeat, public nudity is not my thing.

"You're not answering my question," I strain.

"I am," he smirks.

Great, thanks a lot Gomes.

"There's no one else here right now, so just go for it," he adds.

"Can you at least turn around?"