They would kiss, lick each other’s pussies and treat each other like lovers or subject one another to discipline punishments. I wondered when that b...gan.I began to theorize that it had simply always been this way between Betty and her daughters. They just accepted this way of life as sluts so easily and so readily and with it Betty’s overall authority over them. They would rebel of course against that authority but just as readily they would accept the consequences such as the restriction.I was. It wasn't far from the hotel where the girls were staying but there were fewer families this time. It was mostly filled with college guys who had already been booted from their hotel but who hadn't started the trip home yet.Jan frowned but spread out the blanket anyway."This is a lot bigger town that I thought," Angel said after they had shucked their shorts and T-shirts. The girls' bikinis were no bigger than the one Jan wore."In a couple of months, it will seem a lot smaller," Jan told them.. She was with a group of her freshman cheerleaders. She glared at me when we came across each other, turned her back on me and led her group of friends away.Well I guess that situation is still to be resolved.On Sunday, Mr. Nash delivered me the completed dossier on Greg Pullin, it was sad reading, it did explain a few things though.Greg was an orphan, he had been living in an orphanage or in foster homes for most of his young life. Most of his possessions came from good will stores, it had made. I was pumped up from the violent dance and looked around. That's when I saw her. She was a thicker ,goth chick. She was sitting on a curb, her skirt pulled up her thighs, exposing her black panties. Her legs were pale white, which is strange because, it's Hawaii after all. Women wear so little that there is nothing left to the imagination, but what kind of pussy lips and nipples they have. I was sitting there contemplating all this, all the while I was staring at here panties. Finally,I looked.