For the first time since the start of Rae's camping weekend with the girls she felt comfortable. She felt snugly and warm; and maybe a bit aroused. Dr Nick confessed his true feelings for her and had taken her back to his flat. It's a gorgeous apartment, all decked out in monochrome colours. They're in his king sized bed which is adorned with grey Egyptian cotton bedding and he has her encased in his arms. Rae giggled with pleasure that his busy hands were exploring the entirety of her body.

This is one of Rae's most favourite dreams and she'd been having it on and off since before she was released from the hospital. She always felt wonderful waking up after this dream. But on this occasion she opened her eyes to a new day and the groping didn't stop. She was still on the floor, in her damp smelling tent and there was a pair of toned arms around her; one hand was squeezing her right tit while the other hand was caressing her stomach. Rae scrunched her eyes shut in panic, and attempted to recall what happened the night before. She remembered having a few cans of White Lightening but nothing so much as to forget inviting someone back to her tent for spooning. As the realisation hit her that the guest in her sleeping bag was an uninvited one Rae yelped and gasped out a barrage of expletives.

"What the bloody hell are you doing?" She managed to blurt out between hyperventilating breaths. She managed to free herself from the stranger's limpet like grip sending her and the Bed-Raider tumbling out of the sleeping bag. The pervey groper squealed and jumped to his feet.

This lad was stood in her tent, in only his boxers sporting his very own tent. Rae was aghast, her mouth hanging in fear, confusion and shock. She was still breathing unevenly and couldn't find any words to express her current situation.

The boy in question looked very guilty, he stuttered out his apologies whilst trying to hide his throbbing boner beneath his hands. "I'm so s, s, s, s, sorry. I didn't realise what I were doing. I promise! Are you alright? Do you need me to get you something?

As well as being extraordinarily attractive the lad had a very kind beautiful face with brown eyes and hair and a warm genuine smile. As Rae gazed upon him she became overwhelmed by his beauty and found her reaction to the situation started to calm and her breathing evened out. She wasn't sure if she was still horrified or a tad thrilled. This epic slice was still nursing some serious wood whilst trying to persuade her he was trustworthy; the absurdity of his declarations made her giggle out loud.

"I really am sorry; I have a problem with sleep walking! I promise I'm not a perv; do you want me to fetch someone for yer?

"Erm, no, it's alright, but you might want to cover yourself", Rae suggested whilst pointing at the main attraction. "You might have someone's eye out with that". Rae guffawed.

The boy had clearly forgotten the state he was in and glanced down at his package then looked around clearly trying to find something that he could use to protect his dignity, but he had no luck. He yelled he was sorry and ran from the tent with cheeks shining a deep pink.

Rae tried to call after the boy, but he was out of sight before she could struggle out of the tent. As she emerged through the opening her friends Chloe and Izzy were staring at her with a look of puzzlement on their faces.

Finn couldn't believe he'd done it again. He shouldn't be allowed out on his own! Every time he had to be involved in any kind of sleepover he'd always seek out a fit bird and try to spoon her. Usually the girls would wake up when he tried to snuggle. He'd only made it to the morning on a couple of occasions, but never had the experience caused his soldier to stand to attention before. He was pretty certain he had never started feeling somebody up previously.

The sleepwalking started when he was about 8, just a couple of months after his mother ran off to Spain with her boss. He'd wake up freezing cold and uncomfortable on the floor of the kitchen, front room and sometimes even the shed. Or if he'd made it back to his bed he'd find evidence of night time wanderings – there would be crumbs all over his bed and the fridge would be empty and sometimes he might have mistaken the airing cupboard or a wardrobe as the toilet. But it had only been the last 6 months that he had started the spooning. Finn had thought deep and hard about it: it coincided with the time his Nan was admitted to hospital and he suspected he was craving female comfort in her absence.

Finn had been sitting on a bench in the middle of the campsite in just his pants for half an hour considering his plight. He knew he was going to have to return to his tent as the other campers were stirring; it wouldn't look good for families to exit their tents to see him half naked. But he was dreading the ribbing he was going to receive from his mates when he arrived back looking the way he did. Archie wouldn't be too bad, but he was certain Chop would never let him live it down. But he was going to have to suck it up, because he needed to clean himself up and apologise to the voluptuous hotty with the silky brunette hair. He really needed to know her name. He needed her to know he isn't a sex pest.

Finn let out a huge sigh and sloped back to where his tent was pitched.

"Here he is, look at the state of you? Who was it this time?" Chop chuckled noticing Finns guilty demeanor instantly.

"Erm, I, I, I've gone and done it this time! I might have found the fittest bird on site, snuggled into her sleeping bag and groped her up!" Finn rubbed his hand over his face in misery and embarrassment.

Chop and Archie gathered round Finn, they sensed this wasn't the same as the other mishaps and it wasn't the right time for jibes.

"Is she gonna report yer? What d'ya wanna do? Archie asked whilst Chop slapped him on the shoulder in a man hug style. They'd both been friends with Finn for a long time and could tell that this occurrence had really bothered him.

"I dunno I need to clean me self up and go and apologise. I feel so bad, usually it doesn't seem so wrong cos I keep me hands to me self. But this girl was so beautiful and sexy and errrrrrrrrrrrr. I was touching her up and sticking me pan handle into her. It made it sexual – I could be arrested!"

"Go and talk to her lad, did she say anything?"

"She swore a lot and she looked angry, her face was all scrunched up which made her look even more cute. She did accept my apologies and giggled a bit at me 'Love Torpedo', Finn grumbled gesturing down to himself.

"Right you go shower and we'll find us some brekkie." Archie gave his friend a supportive smile and patted him on the back.

"Who was that naked stunner that came running from yer tent Rae? He was fit as!" Chloe asked her with her lips pursed whilst wiggling her eyebrows.

"Yeah, how did yer pull in the middle of the night Rae?" Izzy was jumping up and down clapping her hands.

"That lad got himself in me sleeping bag in't night and starting feeling us up. Gave me the shock of me life. He said he has a problem with sleep walking yelled he was sorry and went running off with Sergeant Stiffy still proudly saluting.

The girls went running to Rae throwing their arms around her in a joint hug. "Are you alright sweets? Do you want us to contact the police? Or the campsite warden? Chloe offered looking concerned for her friend's welfare. "I can't believe we didn't hear him prowling about".

"I don't think he's dangerous, he did look very sorry. I think he might be traumatised by it – he looked really upset. Perhaps you girlies could find out where his tent is when you get us breakfast so I can go and see him once I'm dressed?

The girls agreed to find the night time roamer while Rae went off to the shower block.

Finn let the hot water fall over his body lifting his head so the force of the jet would hit him in the face. After a while the water eased the tension in his muscles. He had been fretting about his forthcoming confession to the hazel eyed beauty and was feeling a little angst. She did seem to take the blunder in good humour and he had high hopes for a friendship with this girl – if not more.

Girls usually fall at his feet which made him assume that he wasn't too shabby to look at, so hopefully he matched her in looks department.

Finn lathered up the shower gel that Chop had lent him and started massaging the liquid over his firm muscles. His body started to tingle and he realised from the fragrance the soap was mint scented. Finn liked the experience and was happily surprised with cold tingle that shot through his bits when he washed downstairs. He started to rub the suds over his entire body thinking about that girl again; she really was hot. Finn had to calm down or he would be guilty of disrespecting the raven haired siren even more.

When he finished rinsing the shampoo out of his hair he could hear a beautiful sound. It was a girl singing and her voice sounded like it was dripping with honey. He recognised the tune and he strained his ears to hear the words:-

'I can see through

I can see right through you

What's it like to stop and just let go

No heart, no soul

I'm sinking deep I need to feel that glow

You're worth your weight in gold

I need to feel you

I need to feel right through you'

It was magical; this girl; whoever she was; was singing Ocean Pie. Finn was elated; girls don't usually like Shed Seven. This one obviously did and she sounded like a goddess. He started to think back to the girl he woke up next to again. Thinking of her combined with the sound of the lovely singing and tingle in his body he became aroused again and his hands started to roam his own body.

'Everything here is above board

Everything here is a closed door

There's something I'd like you for

You've got the key to the ocean

You've got the key to the ocean'

Rae had just finished washing her troubles away. At least the facilities at the campsite were good. The shower had been really hot and satisfying. She was drying herself off and she started repeating 'You've got the key to the ocean', when she heard a male voice humming along.

Panic stricken for the second time that day she pulled on her jeans and t-shirt and hurried from the cubicle to investigate.

She could hear faint humming or groaning coming from the cubicle next to where she had been showering. She considered running but the horror of the situation made her want to examine further, like rubber necking an accident on a motorway – you know you shouldn't look, but you do it anyway. She went up to the door and nudged it slightly. It flew open and the pervert from the morning was there with his cock in hand and white beads dripping from the end. His mouth hung open and he stuttered slightly, but no words came out.

She couldn't believe she was going to give this lad a second chance, just because he was pretty to look at. She was outraged that the sex-pest had obviously been peeping at her in the shower. Before he managed to express any words she clumped him with her overnight bag and ran for her life.

Rae reached the girls who were waiting for her back at the tent. Although she was scared, breathless and tired she screamed to them to pack up the tent.

"We need to get out of here now! That peeper from this morning was perving on me in't shower. I should have never have come – I BLOODY HATE CAMPING?" She shouted and quickly turned into breathless sobs.

Chloe and Izzy encased her into a group hug and promised that they would protect her. They tried to persuade her to call the police, but she didn't want to see the lad ever again. They packed up the car and headed back to Stamford and promised to never go camping again.