When she closed the trunk, she cast a quick glance in the direction of the young men's camp, and saw that her sisters weren't the only ones attracting... attention.As much as she wished it didn't, having them check her out felt pretty good. She'd all but given up on finding romance some time ago, and now she was getting discouraged with even finding Mr. Right Now, as opposed to Mr. Right.Saying she was in a dry spell was a bit like saying the ocean was wet.Between staying up late making S'mores. We started dancing and she turned and slid her ass back against my pelvis as I had my hands on her hips. I could feel myself getting aroused as I turned her back around and pressed her firmly to my chest and I could feel her breasts heaving against me as she breathed. We started to rock slowly from side to side and I brought my hands down over her ass and pulled her in even tighter as we danced and her hands slid down my chest and then grabbed my ass in return before wrapping her arms around my. I enjoyed this part of my job. I would joke with the concierge and the bell boys, flirt with the housekeeping girls, check on the kitchens and randomly check a couple of rooms. I would make a point of learning everyone’s name so I could address them when doing my rounds. The greeting I received was always very humble. They would simply stand, smile, bow their heads slightly and place their right hand across their chest as if to touch their heart. It amused me that even the ex-pats in time. Sarah, a bright redhead, was short, almost tiny, right at five feet. Freckled from head to toe, she was curvy and had boobs that were her greatest asset, they were at the upper range of C-cup. She knew they stood out on her petite body and always dressed to show them to best advantage.Kim was majoring in Finance. She was Australian and was very tanned, a blond with blond eyebrows, she was tall and statuesque, quite stunning, a sure bet for a Playboy model shoot.Deborah, a Biology major, was,.