Sara sat on the edge of her bed staring down at her toes. Her gaze wanders from her bare feet, up her bare shins, past her bare thighs finally coming to rest on her bare bush. She felt naked, which, of course she was, this being a nudist camp and all, but there is a fine line between being nude and being naked, and Sara definitely felt naked. For what had to be the thousandth time today, she wondered just what she was doing here.
Just out of school, Sara had been desperate for a job. A bad economy and lack of practical experience seemed determined to deny her any kind of gainful employment, that is, until she got a call from her little cousin, Veronica. If there’s one thing Veronica had, it was connections, and when she offered to fix Sara up with a temporary job, she didn’t ask too many questions. Instead, she just signed the papers and got ready to finally move her stuff out of her parent’s house. The job seemed simple enough, being a counselor for some kind of youth camp or something, supervising sports, swimming, outdoor activities, that kind of thing. It was about the time that Sara learned it was a nudist camp that Sara remembered exactly how much she hated her rich, snobby cousin Veronica.
Miss Stack, the woman who runs the camp, is a naturist fanatic and doesn’t allow any form of covering on the camp grounds. So much for packing her bags; she might as well have left her mom and dad’s house bare assed naked. Today had been Sara’s first day. After placing all of her personal items in a locker, she and the other counselors spent most of the day getting the camp ready for business. Luckily the counselors were mostly girls, real lookers too (Sara wondered if Miss Stack was a lesbian, it would certainly explain a few things…) so working with them wasn’t TOO bad. She just had to pretend she was back in the locker room at school or something, you know, just being one of the girls. As soon as the campers arrived though, things became a bit more awkward. All those eyes watching her, probing every contour and crevice her body has to offer. It had been… unsettling to say the least… but Sara just had to smile and pretend that everything was hunky dory, because she signed a contract, she needed the money and her little cousin was a little bitch.
So there Sara was, sitting on the edge of her stark, unadorned bed (That nudie Nazi Miss Stack won’t even let them have bed sheets!) staring at her own crotch and trying not to think about how many people had seen it today. Just then, Sara’s silent musings are interrupted by the sound of loud snoring. All Sara had to do was look to her left to see her cabin mate, Raven in all her glory. Raven, unlike Sara, seemed totally at ease with her nudity. Sara didn’t know whether to be envious or put off, so she just settled for charmed. Raven had long dark hair, blue eyes, a lovely curvy body, and the biggest pair of boobs Sara had ever seen. Not that Sara was any slouch in the mammary department either. She had nicely shaped C-Cup breasts, brown hair almost always tied back in a pony tail, and pretty brown eyes. Sara, it could be said, was a girl next door type, while Raven was… well, not quite a supermodel, but she could definitely pass for a porn star.
Exhaling deeply with exasperation, Sara throws herself back flat on the mattress, spreading her arms and legs wide and letting them hang over the sides of her bed. Between her own chattering mind and Raven’s snoring it was pretty obvious that she wasn’t going to get any sleep tonight. Flipping over so that she’s face down on the mattress with her ass facing the ceiling, her legs still spread, dangling her feet off the sides of the bed, Sara covers her head with her pillow and tries to fall asleep. What Sara doesn’t know however, is that unknown forces conspire to give her other reasons to remain awake this night. For even now, monstrous, inhuman eyes watch her as she unknowingly presents her lovely rear end in the darkness.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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