[samskye1995]

Sitting in the dark, watching a movie with my new-found friends, sipping wine, was just about the best evening I could have hoped for on my second night in Whistler. The movie wasn't quite to my taste, so when we had finished the first bottle of wine, and the movie was only half-finished, I volunteered to go get another bottle.

'Are you sure Shan, we'll pause the movie?', Meg said as I stood up.

'No it's ok, I'll be quick anyway!', I replied.

I made for the door when Rhiannon said, 'wait Shannon, Ryan owes me a bottle of vodka that I bought for him, he said he's got it in his room, go fetch that!'

'Where's his room?', I asked. Rhiannon explained and I headed down the corridor, down the elevator, through some more corridors until I found room 348. I knocked.

'Yep!', I heard Ryan's voice from inside. I pushed open the door and stepped in. The room was almost identical to ours. The door to the bathroom was on my left, and ahead was one bunk bed. But as I stepped round the corner, everything seemed to slow down. Ryan was completely naked, standing in the middle of the room, facing away from me. He turned as I was expressing my shock, and, on seeing me, went wide-eyed, mouth open, and covered his modesty with his hands. Although it all happened in less than 2 seconds, it was enough time to see more of Ryan that he would probably have wanted me to see. And despite my efforts, instinct had taken hold and I had caught a glimpse of Ryan's entire naked frame. He was neither tanned, nor pale, and not hairy in the slightest. His upper body was devoid of hair in fact, and his leg hair only started below his knees, which made his almost perfect triangle of trimmed, dark pubic hair all the more noticeable. He was muscular in a toned way, with a subtle six-pack, a toned chest and shoulders and biceps that were large in proportion to the rest of his frame. From the fleeting glimpse that I caught, I gauged his flaccid penis to be around 5 inches. His testicles were hairless.

'Shit', he said, standing awkwardly with his hands over his package.

'Shit', I replied.

'Shit', he said again. He turned round and grabbed a pair of underwear from his bed, and pulled them up his legs. 'Shit I thought you were Charlie!', he said, with an awkward laugh. His rear was also hairless and pert.

'Um', I said, not really knowing how to act. 'I'm sorry', I blurted out.

'No it's not your fault, I'm sorry', he said, turning back round, now marginally more dressed than before. 'Fuck, um, yeah seriously I assumed you were Charlie, he popped out to get something from the store'. He was looking at me, then the window, then the bed, unsure where to look.

'Yeah sorry, I should have said it was me', I apologized, wondering why it would be any better for Charlie to have walked in on him in the nude. Are they really that comfortable with nudity in front of each other? Do they just hang out naked in here? I could barely keep my eyes off his toned abs, and when I did manage to tear them away, they were fixed on the bulge in his underwear or on his chest.

There was an uncomfortable silence. 'Look', I said, 'let's just forget that happened, deal?', I asked. I definitely wouldn't be forgetting it, that was for sure.

'Yeah, deal', he said, his cheeks full of red. 'Er, so what did you come for?'

'Rhiannon said you owe her a bottle of vodka?'

'Oh yeah, sure, let me just get it', he walked past me and reached out of the window. My eyes were fixed on his butt in his underwear. 'Here it is', he handed me the bottle.

'Thanks', I said, moving towards the door. I opened it and stepped out into the corridor.

'Sorry', he said again, 'I...'

'It's fine', I said, unable to hold back a smile. I walked off down the corridor and heard the door shut behind me. I wondered what he must be thinking. I smirked and giggled a little. As I walked back to our room, I turned the sequence of events over a few times in my mind, and debated whether to tell the others or not. I decided not to.

The three girls cheered as I returned to the room. I shared some vodka between 4 plastic cups and Rhiannon topped them up with diet pepsi.

'We've decided to save the end of the film for tomorrow night', said Meg as I sat down where I had been sat, with my back against the bed.

'Ok cool', I said, not particularly bothered. 'What are we going to do instead then?', I asked.

'Well', Phoebe said, and trailed off, looking at Meg, who looked at Rhiannon.

'We thought now would be a good time', Rhiannon took a pause, 'to introduce you', she took another pause and looked at Meg.

'Yeah?', I asked, wondering what was coming.

Rhiannon wasn't forthcoming, so Phoebe took over, 'to introduce you to the newbie challenge'.

I laughed, 'ok and what's that?', I asked.

'Ok, well', started Rhiannon, 'there are five tasks you have to do, which all the newbies have to do', she stated.

Meg took over, 'the first is easy, you have to ski all the black runs in the resort, and I'm sure you can do that'. I nodded.

'The second is that you have to skinny dip in the swimming pool after dark', Rhiannon added. I gulped and looked at Meg and Phoebe.

'What?', said Rhiannon, realizing something was afoot.

'Ok actually she's already done that', Meg said with a giggle. I blushed a little as Rhiannon looked at me with her mouth wide open.

'When?!'

'Lat night', I said without making eye contact.

'And I missed it?!', Rhiannon said.

'Yeah, too bad!', Phoebe said, winking at me.

'Well it so doesn't count!', Rhiannon said, 'you'll have to do it again with me to verify it!', she stuck out her tongue at me.

'You also have to somehow get a picture of another resort employee, butt naked', Meg said.

'What?', I asked, aghast, 'how do you even do that?'

'It's up to you!', Phoebe said with a giggle, 'we all managed it!'

'Show me!', I said, unable to stop myself.

Rhiannon laughed, 'only when you've managed it yourself. Now, the fourth task is to take a one-finger selfie in the mirror in the corridor, by the elevators on the 1st floor'.

'Ok...', I said, waiting for the catch, 'what's a one-finger selfie?'

Phoebe laughed and took a big swig of her drink, 'it's a selfie where you're stark naked and the only thing you can use to cover yourself is one finger'

'Wait, all the guys' rooms are on the 1st floor!', I stuttered in disbelief.

'Yep, that's the challenge!', she replied with a snort, 'again, we've all managed it!', she winked.

My mind was reeling at the thought of it, but I pressed on, eager to know what the last challenge was.

'And number 5?', I asked with some trepidation.

'Number 5 is kind of easy for you, but embarrassing at the same time. You have to order room service from the hotel, and answer the door naked'

In truth, I had half expected this one. I smiled though, 'bring it on', I said.

'So, which one are you going to start with?', Phoebe asked. I could tell already that the vodka was going to her head by the way she winked at me.

'Well I can't really get a nude off a resort employee, or ski the black runs right now, and the swimming pool will still be in use, so I guess I'm going to have to do the room service one...'

'Or you could do the selfie challenge?', Meg suggested.

'I think it would be safer to do that late at night, no?'

'No, think about it, everyone's either out for the night or staying in their rooms, there won't be much going on down there'. It made sense, I hadn't seen anyone else in the hallways when I had walked down to Ryan's room.

'Ok, fuck it, I'll do it!', I said, feeling a bit nervous but more excited than anything.

'So who's going with her?', Rhiannon asked. I was surprised that Phoebe stuck her hand up so quickly.

'I will', she said, jumping up and grabbing the vodka to pour herself some more.

'Alright Phoebs, chill out!', Meg said, giving her a cheeky tongue. 'And remember, you have to show us the evidence after!'

I stood up, eager to prove myself and grabbed my phone from my bed.

'You'll have to show me where this mirror is Phoebs', I said, as we made for the door.

'Sure will', she said. We walked out the room and went to the elevators. My heart was pounding as Phoebe talked about nothing in particular. We stepped into the elevator and took it down to the 1st floor.

'So how do you even do this one-finger selfie?' I asked Phoebe, only now realizing that I didn't understand how it worked.

'So basically you get naked and stick a finger out in front of you. If you get the right angle, your finger blocks your pussy, and the reflection of your finger blocks your nipples', she stuck out a finger in front of her to demonstrate.

We arrived at the hallway outside the elevators on the 1st floor. Sure enough, there was the full length mirror. And there was no one in sight either way up the corridors. I guessed that if someone was coming in the elevator, there would be at least 5 seconds between the elevator arriving and the doors opening for me to run. But where to?! If I ran up the corridor, there was every chance they might be going that way anyway. I had an idea.

'Phoebs, call an elevator. When it arrives, stand half in it so that the doors don't shut. If someone comes, we can run into it and escape'.

'Good plan girl, that's exactly what I did!', she said as she pressed the button to call an elevator. When it arrived, she stood in the doors. I looked myself up and down in the mirror. With Phoebe in the doors, she couldn't look up and down the corridor to watch for me. I would just have to risk it.

Heart pounding in my chest and shaking slightly, I pulled off my socks. I then pulled my t-shirt off over my head and began to pull down my pants. I looked over at Phoebe, who was watching me closely as she sipped on her drink, not speaking. I took a quick glance up and down the corridor again. I unclasped my bra behind my back. Although I had been naked in front of Phoebe only last night, this felt completely different. She had been naked too, the setting was entirely different and we had both been pretty intoxicated. Does she even remember what happened last night?!Now I was going to be naked and exposed, and she would be simply watching on.

Heart in mouth, I let my bra drop to the floor to join my other clothes. Somehow I knew that Phoebe was enjoying this. I was stood in the hallway, wearing just a pair of almost see-through panties. I bit the bullet and pulled them off. Now all of my clothes were on a heap in the floor in front of me. But shit, where's my iPhone? It was in my pants, that were now on the floor. Totally naked, I crouched on the floor with my back to Phoebe and tried both pockets of my pants. Nope. I found it in my back pocket. Still, I knew that Phoebe was looking me up and down and enjoying the sight. I stood up with my phone and flicked the camera function on. My ears were pricked for any sounds coming up or down the corridor. The elevator didn't seem to be in use. Fumbling the phone in my hands, I stood up and stuck mt left index finger out in front of me. I had to move back and forth in front of the mirror, and move my finger around in front of me to find the right angle. I took one photo and looked at it. It was not good, my right nipple was visible above my finger. I tried again, but was struggling to get my finger to cover my pubic hair. When I realized that it was going to be impossible, I took a few more snaps and looked at them again. I thanked my lucky stars that I had trimmed my pubes to a reasonable level only a few days previously, and that I wouldn't have to show them a full bush. Then the other elevator pinged.

'Shit', I said out loud and ran towards the one that Phoebe was holding open. As I stepped in, I realized I had left my clothes behind. I turned round and dashed for them, just as the elevator doors were opening. I didn't have time to see what it was I was picking up, but I had at least something in my hands, which I clasped to my breasts as I ran in a sort of hunched position, trying to cover as much of my modesty as I could. I shot back through Phoebe's elevator's doors as the occupants of the other one seemed to notice me. As our doors closed, we could hear some laughter, and muffled voices.

'Fuck!', Phoebe said with a huge grin on her face.

'Oh my God', I said, handing her my phone and reviewing what I had managed to grab from the floor. It turned out to be only my t-shirt and panties. I pulled on the underwear first, followed by the t-shirt.

'That was epic!', Phoebe said.

'Nerve-racking!', I said. I wondered how I was going to get my clothes back.

'Do you think they saw you?', Phoebe asked.

'Definitely, if only just a glimpse!', I said. My heart was still pounding. The doors opened again and I was relieved to see it was on our floor.

We laughed and giggled as we returned to the room and opened the door. I took my phone from Phoebe as she explained to Meg and Rhiannon what had happened.

'Classic!', Meg said, applauding and rocking backwards, laughing.

'Hero!', Rhiannon joined the applause. I was cycling through the pictures, trying to find the best one and deleting the others.

'So let's see the pic!', Meg said. She came and sat next to me on Phoebe's bed, and Rhiannon joined us.

'There you go', I said, handing the phone to Meg, a little nervous to know that they were about to effectively see me naked. Phoebe was looking over my shoulder too. It was a pretty flattering picture. It wasn't the first time I had taken a naked selfie, but I was quite proud of how this one had come out. Me left index finger was covering my nipples and my lower regions perfectly. My blonde hair was sitting over my shoulders and came down to the top of my breasts.

'Love the bush!', Meg said with a giggle. She had of course seen it last night already. In the photo, you could see a little hair coming out from behind finger.

'Yeah, wait, so you don't shave?', Rhiannon asked, a little puzzled.

'Well, sometimes I do, but at the moment no', I said. That was a lie. I hadn't ever given any consideration to shaving my pubes before. I thought it was something that only porn stars did. I had talked about it with my friends back home before, and we all either kept it nicely trimmed or at the most had a landing strip. I suddenly felt a little self-conscious, but remembered from the previous night that Phoebe too had a similar style, and Meg had a landing strip.

Meg passed the phone to Rhiannon, so she could get a better look. When she was done, she passed it to Phoebe.

'Hey, I saw more than just this tonight, I don't really need to see it!', she took it nevertheless and had a good look at it.

There was suddenly a knock on the door.

'Oh by the way Shan', Rhiannon said, 'we ordered room service for you', she gave a cheeky smile and winked at me. I knew precisely what she meant. I gulped.