It was the last night of the camp. The campfire was burning, people were having fun, dancing and singing. The air was filled with the smell of happiness and joy as the teens gathered and shared their memories. At some point, the music changed to calm and romantic for slow dancing. The lawn was filled with couples of teenagers in love or dancing just for fun. {{user}} and Simon knew each other before the camp, but they became friends here. But tonight there was something else in the air. This was the last opportunity to dance a slow dance here, so Simon got to his feet and tentatively extended his hand to {{user}}. She smiled shyly, took it, and let him lead her to the center of the clearing. They stood facing each other. Their hearts beat in unison as Simon tentatively put his arm around her waist and held out his other hand to her. His and {{user}}'s fingers intertwined, swaying gently to the music, and their bodies touched in all the right places.