The Best Holiday Ever · Part 1 (1/2)
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Peter Meadows was a loner. He was rather small, ultra shy and had never had a girl friend. He never had many male friends come to that. He was now twenty three and was still a virgin. He had just started his holidays and was double checking his camping equipment.
He carried this out with meticulous attention. He went out to his people carrier and opened up the tailgate. Hurrying backwards and forwards, he did not take long to fill the car up. He locked the house up, told his neighbours where he was off to and drove off.
It took him 5 hours to reach the Yorkshire dales. He found a nice spot.
There was a pub about a mile away and the view was lovely. It had a forest on one side, so any passing vehicle would not see him. That meant he would not be seen by the Police. He thought it was illegal to just pull up anywhere and stop. He pulled his car over to the trees and unloaded the camping gear. It took him two hours to pitch the tent and set up camp. He decided to go along to the pub for a drink and a meal. This way he could ask about the area and get the details of where to visit. He had never been to Yorkshire before.
He thought no one was looking, so he slipped off his shoes and socks and dropped his trousers. He stepped out of them and pulled on a pair of shorts. Sock and trainers went onto his feet and he drove off in his car to the pub. He did not drink a lot. One pint would last all night. It was 7.30 on a warm summers evening. The pub had a few people in there, but it was not overcrowded. At least some of the guys were wearing shorts, so he did not look out of place. He ordered his meal and drink and started to ask about the area. The bar maid told him that there was a lot to see and gave him a local map of where to go and what to see.
In the corner, Pete noticed some rather attractive girls. Some blonde and some brunette. “They are Swedish! They come here every year.
Ever since they were at school together. That must be for the past
7 years at least! They camp out up the road somewhere. They are girl guides now”
Pete watched as they left the pub. The shorts they were wearing could not have been tighter. One of them looked back at Pete and winked. “Bloody hell! She couldn’t have been winking at me surely?
I should be so lucky!” Pete thought.
He ate his meal and finished his one pint and decided to call it a night.
He drove back to his tent and passed the girls. They tried to thumb a lift off of him, but as there were 6 of them, he could not get them in his car. He drove straight past.
The next morning, Pete rose and it was a beautiful morning. Pete put on his shorts again and the same T shirt. “I won’t be needing trousers and a shirt for the next couple of weeks”, he thought. He decided he would explore the woods. He took his binoculars and camera and entered them. He had been walking for about 10 minutes when he noticed a clearing in front of him. He still had a few trees to go before he reached it. He noticed the 3 tents pitched there. He wondered who would pitch a tent in the middle of the woods. He saw the pool and the stream that led from it. That is why they pitched their tents there. On the other side was a waterfall. It was about 30foot high, so it was not an enormous one, but enough to keep the water clear in the pond.
He studied it and as he did, he saw one of the girls leave her tent.
She was completely naked! She went into some trees and came out and plunged into the pool. She swam over to the waterfall and it must have been a bit shallower there as she managed to stand up, walk under the waterfall and washed herself down. Her body glistened as the sun rose higher and the rays hit her body. She was lovely. Pete had never seen the female form before. It was not long before the other girls joined her.
Pete was in heaven watching them. He was going to move on at the end of the week, but this made him decide to stop. This was better than any pictures he had seen. He was not going to give it up now.
He could hear the girls laughing and watched them splashing each other.
They were enjoying themselves. He only wished he had the nerve to join them! But, they got out of the pool and casually walked naked long when they came out again and cooked themselves breakfast. This made Pete hungry. Pete was hoping that they would be wearing their shorts again, but they wore something better. Mini skirts.
All except two of them. They wore their guides’ outfits.
He heard one of the girls say something in Swedish. One of the girls in the guides’ uniform scolded her back. “We agree when in England, we will be speaking English?” The first girl asked in plain English “Why are you and Anna wearing those uniforms, Freda! We are not at home, so there is no need” Freda answered, “In Sweden, you know how the men love us in our uniforms. We get lifts where we do not normally.
We get meals paid for us. The men are more attentive. Also we do not know how the Englishmen re-act. We thought we would have got a lift back last night, but we didn’t. We might have done if we had worn these outfits! Katya”
Another girl asked what they were going to do that day. Anna replied.
“Freda and myself, as we are the team leaders today have decided you will all wear your uniforms and we will go for a walk. Take your shorts and climbing boots. There is a rock face to climb and abseil down about 15 kilometres away”
All the girls went back into their tents and emerged wearing their guides’ uniforms. When they wear ready Freda called out, “Greta, you carry the rope. Lucy, yours is the food. Gretchen, you have got the pitons and maps!” Gretchen asked why Freda and Anna were carrying nothing. “We are the team leaders today. We delegate. Tomorrow it is your turn!”
The six girls walked in pairs out of the clearing and through the trees towards the road. They passed within 20 feet of Pete. He had to hold his breath in case they heard him. “What a sight” he thought.
But he went back to his tent and got his stuff out ready for the day’s activity. He studied the map and looked at the way the girls were walking and to where they were going and found a road that would get him there quicker.
Driving like a madman, he reached the only area within 15 kilometres that had any rock faces. It was mostly hills all around. He found a car park and left his car there. He walked until he came to a large hill and climbed up that. He took out his binoculars and looked all around. There about seven kilometres away were the girls.
They had got this far already. If he was going to get a good view of them, he had better descend to the bottom and hide up.
The girls were now offered their second lift of the morning. Anna refused, but it was pointed out that they would have more time to climb the rock face and they still had the walk back. Anna agreed and they all climbed on the trailer of the tractor. The straw was nice and comfortable. Pet had only just reached the bottom when he heard the tractor.
He saw the girls getting out and had to rush to find a place to hide.
He only just made it when the girls reached the clearing at the bottom of the rock face. “We will stop here. Everybody, you must get changed now!”
Anna said.
With out hesitation, all of the girls removed their guides’ uniforms in full view of the public. They removed the shirts and folded them carefully.
The skirts were unbuttoned and the girls simple stepped out of them.
The skirts were folded carefully as well. They took off their trainers and stepped into the shorts they had brought and they all put a T-shirt on. Climbing boots went on their feet.
“Great, please bring the rope! Right, everyone put your clothes in the bag and Gretchen, you and Lucy will get some braches to hide the bag.”
Freda called out. Greta stepped forwards and removed the ropes from the back pack she was carrying. Pete thought there was enough rope to go up and down the rock face 3 times. “Oh, what a waste of rope” he thought. “They could tie me up and have their way with me if they wanted!”
Lucy and Gretchen went off and soon came back with a load of branches.
They arranged the branches to cover the bag of clothes up.
He watched as the girls took a swig of a drink and Freda started to climb the rock face. She had got a halfway up when Anna followed.
At one point Freda had to bang in a couple of pitons to secure the rope and make it safe, but mostly the rock face was easy to climb. One by one, the girls went up the rock face. When Freda was about 10 metres from the top, the last one was about 20 metres from the bottom. It would take some climbing down and a fair bit of time.
Pete now had a daring thought. Quickly he manoeuvred himself around the trees until he was nearer the bag of clothes. When he saw they were not looking, he rushed out and sorted though the branches and found the bag with their clothes in it. He pulled it out and put the branches back carefully Pete dashed back into the woods just as the group of girls all stood at the top. Anna slid down the rope, followed quickly by Freda and the rest. When they reached the bottom, Pete heard Lucy say, “A good job we brought our uniforms, I don’t think I could walk back now!” Everyone agreed. They had another swig of a drink and climbed back up again.
Pete decided that it was a shame. He would love to have seen the look on their faces when they realised their clothes had gone. But he would leave them outside of their tents that night. He rushed to his car, got in and drove back to his tent. He made a cup of coffee and put the bag of clothes in his tent. He went through the woods to the pool and had a wash. He would take the clothes over later. He realised he should have brought them with him. But he hadn’t and that was it. Once he was clean, he got out of the pool, dried himself and got dressed again.
Walking through the woods, he heard the girls. They were angry, very angry. He quickly found a bush to hide behind. “How the hell did they get back this quick?” he thought. “If I catch the person who stole our clothes, they will live to regret it!” Freda said in a very angry tone of voice. Pete gulped. He thought they looked the type who could make someone very uncomfortable indeed.
He carefully made his way back to his tent. He looked at the bag of clothes and started to panic. But he took one of the uniforms out and held it up. He was only slightly built, and he realised it would fit him. These girls would kill him if they knew. He must get rid of the evidence. “First thing in the morning, before they get up!” he thought.
He decided to walk to the pub as it was a lovely evening. He saw the girls there again. “Been somewhere nice?” The barmaid asked. “Pardon?”
“I said, have you been somewhere nice?” she repeated. “I don’t know what it is called, but I remember the town of Kettlewell! All the hills around it are lovely!” Pete answered. He thought it was a good job he came that way, as he would not have known what to come out with. “Oh, that is Great
Whernside, yes it is nice! The girls went rock climbing and someone stole their clothes. If you are doing nothing tomorrow, you could help them find them!” “Ummh, oh yeah, I suppose I could!” he answered.
The barmaid, Jan called out “Here you are girls; he will help you find the culprit who stole your clothes. What is your name, love?” “Pete” Freda came over. “Thank you, would you like to join us? We are fed up and need some company!” Pete said he would be over shortly and ordered his second drink. He asked the girls if they wanted one, and Jan too.
Jan knew their order so she got the round up. Pete paid for it.
Pete picked up the tray of drinks and joined the girls. They all introduced themselves to him. They were all looking rather glum. “Surely the loss of the uniform is not all that bad?” “We have to pay for them.
And they do not come cheap!” “Oh, well never mind. If we go back to where you lost them, perhaps we might find some clues!”
“Thank you! But if we don’t we most go to the Police” Pete panicked at the thought of the Police. What started out as a joke was getting out of hand.
Freda went to go to the toilet and Jan called her over. “What were you wearing this morning?” “Our uniforms why?” “He said you lost you uniforms, how did he know they were uniforms?” “Just a wild guess!” “Probably!”
Freda went to the toilet.
She came back and found that by now, Pete was getting a little more relaxed. She ordered another drink. Pete drank that down pretty quick too. Silly, the drink had started to go to his head.
He told the girls he had better leave as he was feeling unsteady.
The girls watched him go. He never saw them follow him out of the pub and to decide what to do if Pete was the thief! At least now, they knew where he was camped.
Morning came. Pete woke up with a head ache. He thought he had some aspirin, but he had forgotten them. So he made some coffee and thought he would go and watch the girls again. He thought that they did not know where his tent was, so if they went out, he could put them back in their tents. He crept though the woods until he saw their tents. He thought he was early. But the girls were already in the pool. Pete watched them frolic in the water. There was only four of them, the others must still be asleep”, he thought, “perhaps they will have calmed down”. He wished he had brought the clothes with him.
He could have left them in the girls’ camp while they were mucking about.
That is when he got careless. He heard one of the girls say, “We are being watched. I can feel it!” All the girls looked round “There is no one there. No one seems to know this place exists” “I am telling you, we are being watched!” That is when Pete was grabbed from behind.
It was Gretchen and Katya. “Got you, you little pervert!” They marched him out into the clearing. “He has been spying on us for some time” Katya said.
Pete tried to escape, but Gretchen and Katya were too strong for him.
The girls got out of the pool and wrapped towels around themselves. “So this is how you get your pleasure is it?” Freda asked. “No, he likes wearing ladies clothing. We found our uniforms in his tent, look!”
Katya replied. She opened the bag and everyone could see it was their clothes.
“Bind him!” Anna shouted. Quickly Lucy grabbed a small piece of rope that was in the bag with their clothes and tied his wrists together behind his back. Gretchen pulled him over to the tents. “What shall we do with him?” A stake was driven into the ground and a piece of rope was tied to it. Pete was made to sit and they tied his feet to the stake. He was going nowhere. “We can’t just hold you like this.
At least tell us your name!” “Pete. Pete Meadows!” “Well, Pete Meadows!
We have to decide what we are going to do with you. Do not try to escape. We are proficient in our knots. Especially Lucy there!”
Anna said she had an idea. In Swedish, so Pete could not understand, she said “Remember they told us that hemp rope stretches when wet but shrinks back when dried to its original length” All agreed with her, so she carried on. No matter what she said, Pete could not understand it.
He wished they were talking French. He could understand a smattering of it. But who needs to learn Swedish? They learn English anyway! Anna carried on. “He wants ladies clothing, okay, ladies clothing he will get.
Let us put him in a uniform and tie him to a tree for the day. Then he can be dragged down to the pub tonight so we can display our trophy!
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