For his 5th year elective, John chose to go to Guatemala on a humanitarian mission. He and his classmates have spent their time giving out vaccines and antibiotics, and treating childhood diseases. The medical students have been staying in a school gymnasium, and late on their last night in Guatemala, John's friend Rachel sneaks up to his sleeping bag and gently taps him on the shoulder.
"John! You awake?"
He is, and the two them step outside to look at the stars, marveling at how many can be seen here. Both of them lose track of time, and before they know it, the sky is getting lighter. Rachel tells him she's cold.
"Let me warm you up," John says, and he places his jacket on her shoulders and a kiss on her lips. The small kiss quickly turns into an impassioned snog, and Rachel whispers that they should get inside.
John purrs, "Yours or mine?"
She breathes, "Do you have anything?"
"Yes," he whispers, nibbling her neck.
"Yours, then."
The couple tiptoes to John's sleeping bag. He fetches the condoms from under his pillow and pulls the sleeping bag around himself and Rachel. For once, he's glad to be small – the sleeping bag conceals them easily.
John's greatest fear is that they'll wake someone up.