Intro: Camping with her brothers is more fun than she expected.
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“Come on Lucy! Please!!”
“Oh I don’t know. I’ll think about it. Ok?”
“Please!”
“Just stop bugging me. Ok?” I said to my brother Ben, hoping he would leave me alone at last.
“Ok,” he replied, expecting to be disappointed by my final answer.
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Ok, I’m Lucy. I celebrated my eighteenth birthday last week. I’ve just left high school and at the end of September I am going to university to study medicine and hopefully one day become a doctor.
Like the rest of my family I am tall(ish). Just under six feet. I am slim, have long legs, a firm ass and small breasts. 32A for those that need to know.
I have been dating Jack for three months but we both accept it is nothing serious as we are both going to universities a long way from each other.
He’s my first real boyfriend.
Otherwise my sexual experience has been a strange three year obsession with my cousin, Ryan, which has mostly consisted of flirting, holding hands, kissing then finally this year a bit of fondling!
I currently live at home with my parents and eldest brother, Luke, who is twenty five. He is a motor mechanic and has a steady girlfriend, Jenny, who I get on well with. They are hoping to get their own place in the next year or so.
My other brother is Ben, who is twenty two. He is at university already, also studying medicine, with plans to be a doctor. I am going to a different uni to him as I feel now is the time to branch out in life and be independent.
Ben is the real star of the family. As well as being at uni he is very athletic. He excelled at basketball and long jump at school and has taken these talents to represent his university and his local county, winning medals.
He is also tall and slim and good looking, but despite all these gifts he is strangely unsuccessful with girls. He is very shy in this respect.
I have always been close to Ben. Really really close. I think the age gap between me and Luke always seemed so great when I was growing up. Ben and I did so much together and he always seemed like my best friend when I was a child. I think I’ve always been secretly in love with him.
Now though that Ben is away for large parts of the year I have finally started to get on better with Luke and realize what a great guy he is.
Anyway back to the story.
What Ben was bugging me about was to go camping with him and Luke. Ben was home for summer vacation and at least once every year the two of them go away camping together. They always ask me and I always say no.
When I was eight our parents bought us kids a tent to go in our back garden. I survived one night of being terrified of the dark and the weird noises, but halfway through the second night I had to be led, in tears, indoors by Luke, into the arms of our parents and the safety of our house!
My brothers on the other hand loved it. I tried again when I was about thirteen but again found the whole thing unappealing, if not quite so terrifying. Around the same time, Ben and Luke started going away on proper camping trips and would always come home, telling us of their adventures.
I think they would always try to talk me into coming with them but it got to be a family joke how hopeless I was at surviving away from my home comforts.
So once again Ben went through the ritual of begging me to come. No doubt Luke would try as well.
However only an hour had passed since Ben first asked when mum caught me in the kitchen.
“You know, you really should think hard about this camping trip,” she said, surprising me with her serious tone.
“Mum?” I was confused.
“Well, you’re all growing up now. This could be the last summer when you’re still, you know, my children. This time next year Ben will have left university and may have a job somewhere. Luke may have a place with Jenny, and you, well you never know, you might have met a boy at university and be too busy,” she explained, almost melancholic.
“I suppose…..” I hesitated.
“Your brothers would really love you to go. One last summer as the three of you. Before you all go off in the world,” she continued.
“Ok mum. I promise I’ll think about it. Just give me time.”
“Good girl,” she said as she kissed me on the forehead.
I went to my bedroom, mum’s words swirling around my head. I had never really thought of things the way she had. You don’t when you’re young, do you? You think things will always be the same but it’s only when you’re older you realize how things do change and you can’t get back some things.
I listened to some music for an hour or two. Still thinking. I took a deep breath then went across the corridor to knock on Ben’s door.
“Ben?” I asked as he opened the door.
“Are you serious about wanting me to come camping?” I asked him quietly.
“Yes of course. It would be cool if you came. Are you really thinking about it?” he seemed wary.
I nodded my head. He told me about their plans for the trip. Green Ridges National Park. Forests, mountains, a lake, a waterfall and peace and quiet. I knew of it but I had never been. Luke and Ben had been each of the last two summers.
They would even upgrade their old tent to a three man one, to accommodate me.
Despite all my reservations I agreed to go with them.
I told my stunned family that evening at dinner time and the next day Ben went with me into town to buy some kit for me. A back pack, sleeping bag and all the other essentials. The next day Ben and Luke went back to town, with dad’s credit card, and bought a three man tent.
We were to go on Saturday morning and for the next four days, my family were on tenterhooks, waiting for me to change my mind. I never did.
I waivered on Friday evening when Ben re-packed my backpack, taking out about half my clothes and replacing them with camping gear! He also queried my i pod and phone.
“No electricity,” he smiled.
“I bought a solar charger,” I countered, feeling proud of my initiative.
He smiled knowingly, but said nothing. Making me very worried.
“What?” I asked.
“Solar chargers take hours and hours. Then you’ll only play three songs before you need to charge it again,” he joked.
“Oh.”
“Take some books,” he suggested.
I had even more doubts on Saturday morning when I put the backpack on my back. It was so heavy.
Luke saw the look on my face.
“I’m carrying the tent equipment, so you and Ben have to share carrying my stuff. Sorry,” he laughed.
I groaned.
“Welcome to camping,” he said.