Growing up, my parents used to take my younger sister and I to a lake house every summer that was owned by some of their good friends. It was always a great trip filled with tubing, water skiing, wakeboarding and grilling. When my sister and I got older, my parents started letting us invite friends and eventually boys.
Most of the space in the house was upstairs which was a kitchen, living room, master bedroom and another bedroom with two beds. The downstairs was a garage, storage and another bedroom with 2 sets of bunk beds in it.
My junior year of college, my sister had just graduated from high school and she had just started dating this guy from high school that was going to be starting at the same college as her in the fall, his name was Eric. My parents liked Eric, and we had known him and his parents for years because he’d been going to school with my sister since elementary school. So they invited him to come with us on our trip which lasted 4 days. He was staying downstairs and my sister and I were sleeping upstairs. I think my dad liked when we had guy friends at the lake because he was always around so many women, and he also had more fun driving the boat with guys tubing or skiing because he could be adventurous.