As we parted company, John asked where we were staying. I told him which resort we were at. He smiled and said, "Maybe we'll see you again tomorrow.... I hope so."Sure enough, the next day while we were sitting in our lounge chairs at the beach, John and Joan appeared. John asked, "Can we join you guys? We don't know anyone else here, and it's nice to chat with people we know."Joan then offered, "Who's kidding who? John wants to see your naked tits. That's all he could talk about yesterday. . He placed his arms around my butts, and squeezing tight, and lifted me in his arms, licking my belly button. In the mean time, the guys went naked to my hubby, and asked him to shave their balls, and dick. I was reminded of the day when he was insulted by my neighbors and his friends. The 18 year old boy laid me on the bed, and started to shave my pubic hairs. I was never touched there by a kid, and to my own surprise, I was enjoying every bit of it. My hubby on the other end, was holding their. I’ll go look for you if your like” said Tracey.“No, that’s fine. I can get it myself” snapped back Vanessa again.The way Vanessa was behaving was so out of character that Tracey knew without any doubt that she was troubled by more than just her speech and her missing phone charger. He quietly watched her agitated movements but left off any more questioning. She did have a lot to think about right now and Tracey could leave any questions until the morning. Very peacefully he helped her gather. Karen had gone to a lesbian bar.Every hot-tongued dyke in the place had looked at this ravishing beauty with open desire. Karen really was a mouth-watering sight. The place was a rough sort of joint, with a wooden bar and a brass rail. Karen had stood with one foot on the rail in a mannish pose--but there was nothing masculine about the expanse of creamy white thigh that her posture revealed. The barmaid, a brawny woman with tattoos on her forearms and a blonde crewcut, had stared at Karen's.