Later that day, Michelle, who hadn't at all been feeling well, decided to return home. It was easy, since she had chosen not to camp far from her car and she hadn't gone far enough to set up camp. All she had to do was to pick up her rucksack and walk back the 2 or 3 kilometers to the car. During the walk, she had a terrible itch all over her body, but as she had experienced both bee and mosquito stings, she wrote it off as that.
Finally back at the car, Michelle heaved her things inside and drove home. She lived together with her boyfriend Steve in a small, but comfortable appartment quite close to the forest, and after only ten or fifteen minutes, she was back again. Steve hadn't come home yet, as he figured she was off camping, so she called him on his cell to tell him she'd have a change of mind.
"Drats, guess I have to call of the hookers." He said jokingly and the two laughed a bit.
After packing everything up, Michelle decided to have a little bath in their pool and began to take off her clothes. She was only 22(too young for a real marriage, as her mother said) and she was in quite a good shape. She enjoyed hiking, swimming and exercising, so her body was fit, not overly so, and her quite perky, but a bit small, breasts jiggled slightly as she pulled off her tanktop. Her shorts were a bit harder to take off ("That's strange, I'm sure they were too big when I left") but they were off soon enough. However, she soon found that...