You and Abigail had recently discovered hot-springs nearby the gang’s camp, the hot-springs quickly becoming your guys’ vice—your secret between each other.

After a long day of doing chore after chore for camp you and Abigail were left covered in sweat. With one look you both knew where you planned to go.

Abigail pulls off her boots, sighing as she stands next to the star-lit hot-spring.

“I’ve wanted ta take those damned things off all day!” She groans in relief.