by Doreen F.

It was a regular boring day during my holidays at university. I didn’t have much to do, I didn’t have a job during that time because the company I had been working at once a week was moving to another place and there was no space for me to work. My plan to go to Turkey had to be cancelled because of a bombing close to the hotel. I was about to decide whether to go to the movies or have a lazy day in front of the TV, when my friend Laura called. She is one of those who immediately tell you what they want.

“Hi Yvonne!”

“Laura, hi!”

“You don’t have any plans for your holidays, do you?”

“No, why?”

“You know, Brad and I wanted to go to France, camping, I guess, I told you.”

“Yes, I remember.”

“Well, we wanted to go with his brother, a friend of him and their girlfriends. Now his brother’s girlfriend broke up with him and now we’re one short. So I suggested taking you with us. I remembered you telling me that you’re a camping expert once. I don’t want another guy hanging around and we have to cheer Brad’s brother up a bit. You’re perfect. We’re leaving tomorrow at six in the morning. The others said it’s okay that you come with us.”

“So the decision has already been made?”

“I told them you would agree.”

“You’re right; you saved me from dying of boredom. I’d love to come with you. I just have to pack a few things - tomorrow at six, you said? Do I need a sleeping-bag and stuff like that?”

“I guess so. Brad wrote me an e-mail, I’ll send it to you, and so you’ll know what you need.”

“That’s great. I have to go shopping today then. How long are we going to stay away?”

“About two weeks.”

“Great. Thanks for the invitation, I’m looking forward to the trip.”

Laura sent me the list and I went shopping to get everything I needed, which wasn’t that much. I had been camping with my parents a lot when I was a teenager, so I didn’t have to buy a sleeping-bag nor other camping stuff. Then I packed my belongings and went to bed rather early to be up in the morning when they were coming to pick me up. As far as I knew we were going to drive in Brad’s van and sleep in one or more tents - I didn’t know that. I was so glad to have something to do in my holidays, a real trip to France. I had been camping in France once and I liked it a lot.

On the next morning they were there precisely at six. I was introduced to Brad’s brother Andy, their friend Tom and his Tom’s girlfriend Amanda. The van was already full, but somehow Brad managed to find some space for my stuff and about ten minutes later we left. We went down to Dover and took the Ferry to Calais in France and from there we went towards Lyon. We were planning to stop for one or two days in Paris on our way back. Brad, Tom and Andy were the ones who drove because they didn’t think we, the girls, would be able to do that. So instead of driving Laura, Amanda and I talked a lot. Sometimes one of the guys who was neither driving nor reading the map joined our conversation, but most of the time we were two groups devided by gender. The boys wanted to prove how masculine they were and we didn’t feel the urge to challenge them.

When we were close to Lyon, we decided to look for a camping place because it was already close to 6 p.m. and all of us were tired. The boys chose one out of their special guide book for camping and we went there. When we arrived there we were told the there was no place for us and since we didn’t want to go any further we went to Lyon and took a hotel. Laura offered to share a room with me because I didn’t know Andy at all and he and Brad should share another room. I was quite happy about that because I didn’t like the thought to not only share a room, but also a bed with a man who I had only met in the morning and hadn’t talked too much yet, although Andy was rather cute. We had dinner in the hotel’s restaurant and went to bed early because we had another day of traveling ahead.

In the morning we left soon after breakfast and headed further south. We went as far as somewhere near Aix-en-Provence. The camping ground there seemed to be nice and there was space for us as well. The boys immediately started to put up the tent which seemed to be enormously huge, while Laura, Amanda and I checked out the place. When we came back the boys were still fighting with the tent. Brad confessed that they had never tried to put it up before. I had some expertise in putting up tents, but only smaller ones. I took a look at the instructions anyway and carefully gave them some advice. It obviously helped because 20 minutes later the tent stood and we were able to take some of our stuff into the tent. It was for six people with 3 separate parts to sleep and a common part to sit and for the lugguage. The boys were a bit upset about not being able to put up a tent without a girl’s help, but when I told them that I had been on several camping holidays they seemed more than happy that the tent was standing because of my help.

In the evening we went to the town and found a nice Spanish restaurant where we had dinner. Afterwards we walked through the town, which was really nice and then we returned to the camping place. We sat down outside the tent because it was still very warm. In the van there were several bottles of alcohol and soft drinks. At around ten it got dark, but that didn’t matter because they had brought torches as well. It was really nice to sit there and talk, but gradually most of us were getting tired. Amanda and Tom decided to go to bed first. They went to the bathroom and then disappeared into their part of the tent. Laura, Brad, Andy and I stayed up a little longer, but about half an hour later we decided to go to the bathroom as well. Laura and I went together and after we came back Andy and Brad went there. In the meantime we put on our pajamas and prepared our beds. This night I was to share the chamber, as we called the three separate parts, with Andy. I didn’t mind that and I didn’t want to spoil Laura’s holidays with her boyfriend by always sharing the chamber with her. Andy seemed a nice and funny guy and we had lots of fun throughout the evening. Laura and I sat down in front of the tent again and waited for the brothers to return.

When they finally came, my heart made a little jump, as I saw that Andy was was wearing glasses.

One has to know that I have a thing for guys in glasses. Although I have never had a spexy boyfriend, I always thought that guys in glasses were more handsome than those without. This wasn’t necessarily always the case, but even the knowledge of a guy needing glasses made him more attractive to me. Maybe that was weird, but I couldn’t help it. Andy wasn’t bad-looking without glasses at all, but the glasses made him even better. I had to be careful not to offend him by any comments because now I was far more interested in him than I was before. I had noticed that he was a nice guy. If Laura hadn’t told me about his break-up I would have definitely flirted with him, but I thought he had to recover from the break-up. Now I was going to have a hard time trying to hide my attraction for him. I could have thought of it before because Brad wears glasses for driving and at university, but you never know whether bad vision is in the genes. I had always been afraid of telling anyone of my little fetish, but I knew that there were others who thought so too.

Andy and Brad went to the chambers to get dressed in their pj’s and then they came out again and sat down next to us. I was having a hard time not to stare at Andy too obviously. He was a really handsome guy, blue eyes with a bit of green, dark blond hair which he styled in a wet-look, a nice tan and taller than me, but not too tall; and the glasses were dark very thin rectangular plastic frames which suited him really well. We were having a little chit-chat until we went to our chambers. I had noticed that Andy was a bit self-conscious about his glasses -he kept pushing them up his nose and fiddling around with the temples. In our chamber we had one torch that produced enough light to see the whole chamber or even read a book.

“Do you want to sleep near the exit?” Andy asked.

“I don’t care. Choose wherever you want to lie.”

“It really doesn’t matter to me, please, choose, you’re the lady.” What a gentleman!

“It’s probably easier for you to sleep closer to the middle of the tent, it’s higher, so you can sit up easily and I don’t mind leaning against the wall.”

“Alright, but don’t kick me, if you have to go to the toilet.”

“I’ll be really careful, but I can’t promise not to wake you, if I have to leave the tent. But I usually don’t get up during the night.”

We took our sleeping-bags and placed them where we wanted to lie. When they were in the right position I wasn’t really tired anymore and it was quite warm. I knew we had to go to sleep, but it wasn’t going to be easy.

“Are you ready to switch off the light?” I wanted to know after I was lying.


“I’ll put the torch close to the exit”, I said and switched off the light and wanted to put the torch away.

“Wait, I need it again.”

I switched on the light.

“I’d have nearly forgotten to take off my glasses”, Andy said with a sheepish grin. Of course, how could I have forgotten his glasses?

“Where are you going to put them?”

“Somewhere I can get them rather quickly would be best. I have to be careful not to break them. There’s a small bag in the wall of the tent right next to you, maybe you can put them there?”

“Certainly, give them to me.” He took off the glasses and I carefully took them and put them into the bag.

“Let’s switch off the light then, shall we?” I asked.

“Yeah, we can do that now because now I don’t see much no matter whether it’s light or not.”

“Really? Is your vision that bad?” I blurted out although I wanted to be more subtle.

“Kind of. I can hardly see your face and if I didn’t know it was you I wouldn’t recognise you, I’m minus seven in both eyes.”

“Wow that sounds much, I’m sorry about that.”

“Never mind. With the contact lenses or glasses it’s fine, but without them it’s quite a challenge.”

I decided not to push it any further.

“Good night then.” I switched off the light.

“Good night”, Andy said.

I couldn’t sleep for a very long time thoughts were racing through my mind. Andy with glasses, Andy without glasses. I knew that -7.00 were quite a lot. How come I didn’t notice he was wearing contacts? I hadn’t thought of it. It was as simple as that. Laura said he had been left by his girlfriend - how could you leave such a nice guy? Revolving over my thoughts I finally fell asleep dreaming of Andy in glasses most of the time.

In the morning I woke up because the sun was already shining with an enormous power and it was very warm. Andy seemed to be asleep. He looked so nice and so at peace. I had to go to the toilet, but I didn’t want to wake him. Instead I took out his glasses and inspected them closely. The lenses were not as thick as I had expected, but when I looked through them I couldn’t see a thing. Everything was really small. I also cleaned them a bit because they were kind of dirty. When Andy moved, I quickly put the glasses back. I looked at him again and he must have felt that because he woke up. Andy stretched, yawned and sat up. He looked at me, but his eyes missed the target, they looked lost, but he looked incredibly cute.

“Good morning”, I greeted him.

“Good morning. I’m glad you’re already awake, so I don’t have to move around trying to find my glasses”, he smiled.

“Do you want them?” I turned around and took them. Andy nodded. “Here they are.”

“Thanks, it’s good to see you again.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Hey, they’re really clean, did you clean them?”

“Yes, I was up before you, but I didn’t want to wake you, so I needed something to do. I took a look at your glasses and decided to clean them because they were dirty.”

“That’s great. Nobody has ever done that before.”

“That’s not a big deal, really. But if you excuse me, I really have to go to the toilet now.”

“Of course, I think I’ll go to the bathroom too in order to take a shower. It’s so hot, isn’t it?”

We went to the sanitary building together. The others were still asleep and we didn’t want to wake them. I saw Andy in glasses for the first time in daylight. He looked even better especially when he smiled, which he did rather often. Then I went to the women’s and Andy to the men’s part of the building. I hoped he would still be wearing glasses when he came out, but I doubted it. After a refreshing shower I returned to the tent. To my surprise Andy was sitting in front of it in glasses.

“No contacts today?”

“Well, later on, but not yet. Have looked at the watch? It’s only 7.30. I’ve worn the contact lenses a lot during the last two days. I want to give my eyes some rest and put the contacts in before we leave.”

“It’s that early, wow, I can’t believe it. I was so hot I couldn’t have slept any longer.”

We talked for about an hour until the others woke up. I found out that Andy was at university too, but one year above me. We had many things in common such as our interest in movies and books and much more. While the others went to the bathroom we packed our things and then Andy went to the bathroom to put in his contact lenses. Now I had something to look forward to in the evening. Then we had breakfast, packed everything and left for another place. We had decided to go to the beach that day because it was really hot. The boys drove to the coast close to St. Tropez where the beach was said to be extremely beautiful. It was indeed.

There were many people, but the beach was really long, so there was no problem to find enough space for us. Brad and Tom immediately went swimming. They had been driving through a horrendous traffic jam to get there and needed a refreshing bath. Andy who hadn’t been driving stayed with me and the other girls. We didn’t want to leave our things alone; that’s why Andy and I decided to stay while the girls joined their boyfriends. I asked Andy to put sun blocker on my back and he gave me a massage. It felt great. Of course, I returned him the favour as soon as he asked. His body was really well built, he was muscular, but not like those guys who spend most of their day working out. Andy was in good shape. When the others came back, I wanted Andy to join me in to water. He was very reluctant at the beginning.

“It’s our turn now, come on, let’s go.”

“I don’t know, I don’t think it’s that hot at all.”

“Are you kidding me? I saw that you were sweating.”

“Well, you’re right, but I…”

“Come on, let’s go.”


I jumped into the water, but I saw that Andy was a little hesitant.

“What’s the matter? Are you afraid of water?”

“No, no, I love it, but I have never been swimming with these hard contacts.”

“Oh, I see. But you can’t take them out now, can you?”

“Certainly not. It’s just that I’m afraid of losing them.”

I came towards him. “Give me your hand. I promise I won’t splash water at you and you have to be careful while diving.”

“Okay, let’s go then. I hope the waves are not too high.”

“It’ll be fine.”

Eventually he came in and I saw that he enjoyed it. Whenever his eyes were under water he looked as if he never wanted to open them again. He didn’t lose his contacts and we had a lot of fun. When we came out, the others told us that we had to go because they had heard that a thunderstorm was approaching. So we packed our things and returned to the car. We got into it and went towards Cannes where we had planned to make our next stop. In the car I was sitting next to Andy saw that he was blinking quite a lot. When I asked him, whether he was having contact problems he nodded and told me that his eyes felt kind of sore because of the water and the sand on the beach. I felt really sorry for him, he seemed visibly bothered. As soon as we came to the camping ground, Brad and Tom put up the tent with much more expertise than the day before and Andy went to the bathroom to remove the contacts. Only two minutes later he came back still in contacts.

“I can’t take them out overthere. It’s so disgusting and dirty and there’s no mirror.”

“Can I help you in any way?”

“Let me think. Yes, you could come with me and hold the contact case so that….no, theres’s still no mirror.”

“I have a small mirror, if that’s enough.”

“That’s great. Let’s go.”

I went with him to the sinks which were to be used by men and women. Now I understood why he hadn’t been able to remove the contacts alone. Andy gave me his contact lens cleaning solution and the case. I gave him the mirror. I watched him wash his hands carefully and removing one contact. It was so small you could easily lose it if you didn’t see well enough. Then I gave him the cleaning solution and he placed the contact into the case. He proceeded likewise with the other one. That one didn’t get out as easily, but Andy managed. The way he leaned towards the contacts I could figure out how bad his vision was. Andy put the other lens into the case, filled it with another solution and shut it. The way he looked was so cute I had to fight really hard not to kiss him. I didn’t want to put him off me.

“Thanks for coming with me.”

“Don’t mention it. I’m glad I could be out help.”

“I think you have to help me again. I forgot to take my glasses with me, they’re in the van. I put my bag there when I came back from the bathroom and only took the contacts’ stuff with me. I feel like a fool to ask you that, but can you lead me back to our place. I don’t want to run into anybody or go into a completely wrong direction.”

“You’re not a fool and I don’t mind. Let’s go.”

Holding hands we returned to the van and the tent, which was already standing. Unfortunately the others had made a mess looking for those things they needed in the tent.

“Shit, where’s my bag, where are my glasses?”

“I don’t know, where did you put it? What does it look like?”

“It’s green backpack. I put it on the right back seat.”

“It’s not there, but I’ll look for it.”

I climbed into the van and found it right under the seat. When I handed it to Andy he thanked me and started to look for his glasses.

“Oh, where are they, I put them in in the morning, but where are they?” he murmured peering closely into the bag. Finally he found the hard case and put on his glasses. Then he sighed. “Wow, I thought I was going crazy. It’s so horrible when you can’t really see.”

“I believe you although I don’t know what it’s like. Oh, the thunder storm is coming, we better grab our things and go into the tent.”

So we did and the thunderstorm started right after we got into the tent. Inside the others were waiting.

“Oh boy, I thought they had nice weather down here.” Brad complained.

“I hope it doesn’t last long. I don’t want to spend the rest of the day in here.” Amanda murmured.

“I hope you secured the tent properly otherwise we won’t even be able to spend the entire day in here.” I told them.

“Actually I’m not quite sure, Brad, are you? I mean we’re not experts, right?”Tom

“Mhm, I agree, I wanted to ask you, but you were busy.”Brad

“Okay, so we better take another look.” I offered. “But I need at least of of you to help me.”

Amanda and Laura didn’t want to go out during the thunderstorm. Even Brad and Tom weren’t keen on that.

“I’ll go with you.” Andy offered.

So we went out together. I made a quick check and hit some nails deeper into the ground and added some at the most important places. I was completely wet, but I didn’t care. It wasn’t cold and I’m a huge fan of warm rain in summer. Andy helped me a lot and fixed some nails because he was stronger. After five minutes we returned to the others.

“No need to worry anymore, the tent should withstand a tornado now!” I joked.

Now we had to decide what we wanted to do. We decided to stay at the tent and cook some of the food with the gas cooker. Before that we wanted to rest a little. While discussing I couldn’t help noticing that Andy’s glasses were full of raindrops. He took them off to clean, but didn’t put them back on again which surprised me. I then went to our chamber to make sure everything was dry in there and Andy followed. I sat down and watched him come in. He sat down next to me and then he put on his glasses which were tucked on his shirt. I always felt really excited when I knew he couldn’t see.

“You were great out there securing the tent”, he told me.

“So were you, you helped me a lot. Besides I’ve been camping a lot when I was younger and I always put up the tent- it was much smaller, but it always held.”

“That’s true, but I don’t know many girls who would have gone out when there’s a thunder storm to secure the tent.”

“I’m not like most other girls.”

“I know.”

“You’re also different to most other guys I know.”

“Is this a good thing?”

“It is a very good thing indeed.”

There was such an attraction between the two of us that you could feel the electricity in the air. We moved closer and closer until his lips touched mine and we kissed. It was a log kiss and in was accompanied by the roaring of the thunder. Then a lightning highlighted the whole scenery. It was fantastic and I knew that Andy felt the same. When we finally drew apart, I felt really high.

“Wow. That was great.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed during a thunder storm.”

“Me either.”

“Do you think the others know?” I whispered.

“Of course, at least Brad and Laura. I’m sure he became suspicious when I asked you to help me with the contacts. Usually I ask him. Besides normally he would have gone outside to secure the tent. I know my brother. Probably he and Laura had planned it from the very beginning.”

“I agree. Laura knew I would join you all on this journey, if she only asked me one day before you left.”

“Really? They did the same thing with me telling me that your boyfriend left you recently and they needed another person for the trip.”

“I haven’t had a boyfriend for six months or even longer and I broke up with him, but wait. You haven’t been left by your girlfriend either, some days before we left, have you?”

“Not at all. I’ve only had two serious relationships and they’ve been over for a long time.”

“That’s kind of mean of them, isn’t it? But it’s also nice because otherwise we’d never have met. And I really like you a lot.”

“I really like you too and maybe there’s even more. So if this turns out to be serious, we have to thank them, I guess.”

Then we kissed again. Andy wanted to take off his glasses this time but I held his hands firmly and told him to keep them on. I didn’t mind him wearing them at all.

“Do you know that you’re the first girl I meet who doesn’t want me to take off my glasses?”

“Really? I can’t believe that. With or without glasses - you look great. Did you pick those frames on your own?”

“Yeah, why are you asking, don’t you like them?”

“No, I really like them, they’re perfect. I think this proves that you have good taste. Some people look horrible in their glasses because they pick the wrong frames, but you didn’t.”

“That’s so sweet of you. I only bought them a couple of weeks ago. That was when I got my new contacts, the hard ones - RGPs, you know. I’ve had soft lenses before, but my eyes got worse by wearing those. The doctor told me that hard lenses can slow down myopia significantly. But wearing them’s different. It took me two weeks until I was able to tolerate them the whole day. The thing is that you feel them a lot more than the soft ones. At least at the beginning, by the time there are moments when I don’t feel them anymore, but if something gets into my eyes it hurts like hell.”

“That must be horrible for you.”

“Yes, but it’s getting better. Anyway I got these glasses because I wasn’t allowed to wear the RGPs for a longer period of time at the beginning. So I had to wear glasses. After years of wearing contacts nearly all the time that’s a big difference, but I got used to it. In the evening I’m really happy to have them to give my eyes some relaxation.”

“If I might ask you a silly question. Why did you take them off when we were sitting outside?”

“The funny thing is that as long as I’m with you I don’t feel like a fool wearing them, but as soon as there are others - especially like Tom and Amanda - I kind of feel really self-conscious. So I took them off pretending I didn’t need them for the discussion. It’s silly, I know, but I can’t help it. But it’s getting better. At the beginning of the trip I thought I was not going to tell you I needed glasses anyway. But then I discovered that you were such a down-to-earth person who wouldn’t care about something like that.”

“And you were right. I have a little secret I haven’t told anybody until now. I really like guys in glasses. You were handsome from the very beginning, but wearing those glasses are like the best topping I can get. Isn’t that weird?”

“For me it’s great, but I don’t think it’s weird. There are others who don’t like men in glasses. With you it’s simply the other way round.”

Somehow I knew I was going to enjoy those holidays…………….