I lay back in my bag watching the sun rise and luxuriating inthe souvenirs of my dream. CHAPTER THREE - DISCOVERY!As we prepare... our breakfast, I asked Ron if he had had any strange dreamsthe previous evening. He replied that he had been so tired and happy thatit would have been too much work to have dreams! Not being a believer inthe "reality" of dreams, I shook mine off and put it down to having anactive imagination. The plan of the day was to explore our paradise. She felt guilty enough--of that there could be no doubt, especially after seeing her swift change of mood."Where next?" Amanda asked."I don't know." Joan turned away and started to leave when a sound caught her ear. "Over here." She suddenly changed her direction. Like a dog following some distant calling, she stood poised for an instant, then headed for the training ring.As they approached the noise, Amanda saw ahead the broad, incredibly muscular back of what to her mind she thought must be. I did as I was told and as soon as we were in the positions she started fingering herself again. I was still very hesitant to slide my finger in so I was only playing with my clit instead. I was super wet so my finger was gliding easily over my sensitive spot giving me a lot of pleasure. At this point I was absolutely loving this experience and was thinking about naughty things I would like to do to my best friend's body. Tricia was watching me and smiling but after a couple of minutes she. Problem is, though.....if Jerry showed up looking like his oldself, those guys are gonna obviously be looking for any of us, andthat'd leave not only Jerry, but Cindy vulnerable, as well. Thatdoesn't sit well with me."Jerry spoke up, saying, "I agree with you, Donna. Actually, I think itmight be best if we just get word to the girls, telling them that wetook off for a summer trip. Later we could, maybe, write or somethingand tell them that we found jobs somewhere far away from home and won'tbe.