.. unless you’d like to change in front of me!’ he laughed as both girls blushed furiously. Walking off to the bedroom the girls quickly changed i...nto their first outfits, both had bought jeans and short tee shirts that showed their stomachs... walking back into the living room they showed off by turning full circle to Mikes approving comments, next they put on tight shorts and another tee shirt receiving even greater approval from Mike, he told them he especially like how the shorts showed off. Jason could spot large nipples through the fabric of the orange bra. His eyes wandered downward, discovering a flat, toned belly, with barely visible abs. Her diet had paid off, certainly.Her nice, muscular ass not in the view, sadly, Jason still had enough to admire: The front of the older woman, so fuckably arrayed in front of him. She had the most perfect hourglass figure he could dream of. She lay there, one leg crossed over the other, her long, muscular legs ending in small, pedicured. Of it, Madel ... lost ... admit it," another female voice added in a bit of a distressed tone."Lost ... sure ... late..." said another voice, different than the first two.The voices were carrying oddly, both because of the sound of the waterfall and the direction the voices were coming from, but no sooner had Chris and I started to swim for shore in a vain hope to make it to and into our clothes than three girls came over the rise near the waterfall. One ... a blonde ... ugh ... had her back to. His chest still hurt, but it was better. He leaned back and relaxed, trying to figure out his next move. He didn't want to say the words, even in his own head, but he knew exactly how he felt about her. She seemed to feel the same, but there was something wrong. Was she afraid this was some sort of Florence Nightingale crush? If that's what she thought it was, how did her actions make sense?"I need to stop being a pussy and just be myself," he quietly scolded himself."What's that Jeff?" he.