“I think Henrik’s the only one of us who ain’t screwed Nancy,” Taylor continued.
“I have,” Henrik replied.
“Jesus, you really are a whore, aren’t you?”
“Shut up and give me a bump,” Nancy called.
“What about you, Jess,” Ivan replied, “Want a bump?”
“No thanks.”
“She doesn’t do hard drugs,” Tina replied, rolling her eyes.
“What, you think you’re better than us or something?” Ivan asked.
Taylor laughed, “Of course she does. She ain’t fucked any of the boys from town. As far as I know, Jessica’s a virgin.”
Heat rushed to my cheeks, but I thought it was better not to respond. I hadn’t been with anyone from town, but I didn’t plan on it either. The boys in town were crude and if they weren’t junkies, they were drunks or wife-beaters. Our small town didn’texactly attract the cream of the crop. Mama always used to say we didn’t get enough sunlight up here and it made the boys crazy. It already started getting dark way too early, even if it was only October.
“If she’s a virgin, not even her cousin screwed her. I can’t believe that.”
“I never screwed her,” Ivan said, throwing his palms up to demonstrate his innocence.
“She’s not easy like Nancy or Tina,” he continued.
The boys hooted and howled. I wrapped my jacket around myself tighter.
“Can you assholes stop being so disgusting and help get these tents up?”
“Why? You gonna choose who to spend the night with?”
“No…”
“Well you gotta choose eventually,” Ivan threatened, “I didn’t come all the way to the woods with you girls not to get my dick sucked.”
“Can you guys chill?” Tina responded, finally jumping to my defense, “It’s getting cold and we need the fire.”
Henrik had finished building the tower and stacking the wood. He poured lighter fluid on the pile of wood.
“I almost got it.”
Henrik lit the fire and managed to get it started. One the fire was lit, he gestured for Ivan to pass him the bag of white powder and he took a couple bumps. Henrik never said too much. Once he handed the bag back to Ivan, I caught him staring at my chest. He smiled as I looked away awkwardly.
“I brought moonshine,” I chimed in, hoping to change the subject away from who planned to fuck me and who didn’t. I started to regret my decision to go camping, but it was getting late and I didn’t want to find myself hitchhiking back to town alone.
“Good. Let’s get it open,” Henrik suggested.
“My bag’s in the back of Tina’s truck.”
“I’ll come with you.”
We walked a few feet over to Tina’s truck. I leaned over to get my bag out of the back and Henrik came up behind me.
“Let me help you up.”
Before I could protest, he grabbed my hips and hoisted me a few inches off the ground. As he lifted me, I could feel his groin pressing into me.
“Henrik!”
