CAMPING WITH MY DAD’S BEST FRIEND

ALYSSA

I look through my backpack for the millionth time, making sure I’ve packed everything I think I might need. I have my skimpiest bikinis, my shortest shorts, and my tiny t-shirts. I give an excited squeal thinking about the look on Matt’s face when he sees me in these. I just turned 18 last week, and my parents had been promising to take me on a camping trip for months, so they decided this weekend would be the perfect time. That’s not what I’m so excited about, though. I’m excited because my dad’s best friend agreed to come with us.

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