Postby Jon Snow » Mon Jul 20, 2015 12:09 am
Part 1 -
Over the course of the festival, I had been having a good time.
I had been listening to amazing bands, some fantastic comedy and eating some delicious food.
I had also been flirting with a few girls. Not seriously, of course, because I do have a girlfriend.
One of these girls was called Millie. She was my age, and very pretty, with shoulder-length auburn hair.
Every day, she insisted on wearing a bikini top and a tiny skirt.
I think she liked me quite a lot, because she gave me directions to her tent and told me to "meet her there".
Now, I didn't know if she meant that as a friend or if she wanted to....you know.
If it was the latter, I would have to tell her "no, I'm in a relationship".
But I went anyway.
Stupidly, as I approached the tent, I tripped over a rope and fell into the tent.
It was only then, as the zip closed behind me and a weight pressed down on my head, I realised that Millie had given me a time as well, because she was staying in a tent with her two little sisters as well.