Leaning against the wall, her legs crossed over and bum firmly planted against it, Yuki peeled down the wrapper of a chocolate bar as she enjoyed the last half of it. She'd packed it along with her few provisions.. this place provided most of what a person would need for the length of their stay, but in her experience last year the food had been pretty terrible. Sadly, though, this was the last of what she had.. it needed to be savored. Her eyes lifted to watch as the other girls spoke, keeping to herself for now. The weather screamed summertime as the humidity began to rise, and surely it would only get worse as the week went on. Thank god they were inside. Dressed in a pair of tight tan shorts and a black tanktop, a couple extra straps visible from the bra underneath, Yuki was doing her best to make do in the heat. And thank goodness for the wooded areas all around, too, that provided plenty of cover from the sun. She wasn't a fan of sunburns, and neither were the other girls.<br/><br/>In earlier days, Yuki would have been jealous of girls like Maggie and Donna. They were certainly more.. voluptuous in some ways than she was, but she'd since learned that such jealousy didn't help anyone. And besides, it wasn't like there weren't enough guys to go around, no matter what the situation. She had her fingers crossed for this season.. she had to at least hope that she'd get a good one. Of course, the guys who showed up camps like this usually had at least a healthy sexual appetite, if they weren't complete horndogs. She liked a guy that was hard to satisfy, because that, in turn, meant that he satisfied her. Of course there was always the opportunity to satisfy some of the other counselors, too.. she hadn't had any experience with these girls in particular but they were a delicious lot. She wasn't oblivious to Kayla making eyes at her, and pulled at her light brown pigtails gently as she leered back.<br/><br/>Watching Donna pass Maggie her gift, a quiet "tsk" would come from her direction. Yuki didn't approve of that sort of thing, though she was by now aware that all the others did. However, she didn't really like to make her opinion known on the subject.. after all, when the booze came out she was often the first at it, so it was somewhat of a double standard to judge other people for something similar. The roll of tires on gravel could be heard outside, crunching it slower and slower as they came to a stop. Donna's announcement of the arrival led her to nod her head in response. Quietly she stepped over to the window and peeked out, trying to see who was in the driver's seat as the Jeep came to a halt. "Well, he<em>looks </em>like a camper." It was hard to see who was inside, but there was more than enough camping equipment filling up the vehicle from the looks of it.