CHAPTER 19
It’s been twelve hours since I met my shadow out on the dock, and all I can think about is how I want to be back under his grasp and commanding presence.
I want to feel his hand on my pussy again, and I want him to keep his word and make me cum like he says he will.
When he left me standing there on the dock in the middle of the night, I was paralyzed by his words, but now I’m slightly invigorated by them.
He’s been watching me, but he also admitted that we’ve been close physically in the past, making me consider that he is who I think he is.
The disguise he wore last night made it hard to make a definitive guess.
I try to push him out of my thoughts as the five of us girls head on a hike towards the waterfall.
It’s been on my list of places I wanted to see, so when Annie said she wanted to go last night, before I slipped out of my tent, I told her I would take her.
The other girls decided to tag along and bring some edibles for the adventure.
“Do you want one?” Shay holds out a bag of little weed gummy bears in assorted colors.
“They’re strong, be careful.”
The girls forget that I’m the pothead out of all of us, and haven’t been completely sober since arriving at Ironcliff Falls. My vape has been my saving grace when my mind won’t shut off, and runs away with all my depraved worries.
“I can handle it.”
My fingers rustle the plastic baggie as I pull out three little bears.
“For the holiday.”
I pop a red, blue, and clear one in my mouth all at once.
“Scar,” Annie scolds with her hands on her hips. The sight turns me on and instantly has me feeling regret that I haven’t been honest with her.
“You're stupid. Being that fucked up in the middle of the woods is idiotic,” she yells, turning red in the face.
Dove laughs at the whole ordeal because she’s always making fun of how Annie gets worked up when the rest of us get out of line. She finds it hilarious for some reason.
“Don’t get your panties in a bunch, we’ll be fine. Plus, we have you as our chaperone,” Willow comments as she passes us by, taking the lead. She marches forward as we pass through a small dense patch of trees, with roots sticking out of the moss-covered ground.
By the time we make it to the waterfall, the gummies are hitting me hard. I can’t stop laughing at how Dove tripped over a vine and nearly landed face-first into a pile of deer shit.
“Where do you want to sit, up top or bottom?” Shay asks, as she strips off her crop top, revealing an American flag bikini top that hardly covers her nipples.
Normally, I wouldn’t care how she dresses, but knowing that my shadow could be lurking while watching us makes me a tad jealous and worried.
“Top, it’s a little crowded down here,” Annie says while staring down at a couple of groups of people who are lounging on rocks in and around the water.
For the life of me, I can’t and won’t understand why she’s so self-conscious about people seeing her in a two-piece bathing suit. It took her until this trip to ever entertain the idea, and I think that’s only because we were going to be so far away from home.
My mind flashes to the idea of him watching us as we swim or as I lather sunblock on her pale shoulders.
Will he find it arousing?
Is he going to take it the wrong way?
Do I even really care?