As Katie exited the lake, however, she had a shock. Although she couldn't see anything obvious around, she realized someone had been watching, because her clothes were missing, together with her towel. Katie wondered who had been there as she scrambled her way to the nearest tree and tried to cover her modesty. Droplets spilled down from her hair, trailed down Katie's back, and she shivered, longing to get dressed again. A twig suddenly cracking told Katie her voyeur was still around and she whipped her head around, worried, trying to see who it was.
Katie jumped as she felt arms surround her, and the softness of her towel enfolding her. As she was gently patted dry, a familiar voice whispered in her ear.
“You've always wanted to make love outside. How about now?”