" Hilly found them and put them on, turning her head to see how they looked in the mirror. "Good suggestion." Don't wait for me," Madison said as she ...dug through her drawer. "I may skip dinner to read, but I'll call your cell if I decide to come down later." Why don't you hang the do not disturb sign if you go to sleep? Then I won't make noise and wake you when I come in."Hilly went down to the lobby without much of an appetite. There were three places to eat inside the hotel a ton of. Chris told me, “Get this table cleaned off, and clean yourself too. You look like a freshly fucked Slut!” They both giggled at the obvious irony of that statement and walked out of the room. I struggled to my feet, re-hooked my bra, tucked in my blouse and straightened the mini-skirt. It was bad enough being dressed like this without being a disheveled mess. As soon as I had cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher, I went into the small bathroom to freshen my makeup. I washed my aching. I followed her to the beach, away from the patio and soon we were walking along the shoreline water lapping at our feet. Before I realized how far we had gone I couldn't see the hotel. Erin peeled off her clothes and ran into the ocean. Her heavy breasts floated in the chest high water and bobbed with the waves. She called to me, waving for me to join her. I hesitated a moment, then peeled off my clothes and ran into the ocean with her. We swam and splashed each other and swam some more. When. Um, what? I looked her in the eyes and shrugged, before saying yes. She smiled, nodded, and asked me if I had a cellphone. I tried not to look smug as I pulled out my touchscreen phone, and she told me her number. I punched it and immediately sent her a text. She smiled at me, I smiled at her and we continued talking about Caribbean culture, Ottawa’s weirdness, and other things of that nature. Before I knew it, it was midnight and she told me she had to go. Apparently, her aunt had her on a.