Marcia put her arms around the other woman’s strong shoulders and held on. Cheryl pulled back a little and looked straight into Marcia’s eyes. Sh... grabbed Marcia’s hand and pulled her toward the elevator. “Let’s get up to the room and freshen up. We’re gonna hit every bar on the strip and then find a man, and then get laid!” Marcia smiled at the impulsive young woman and followed along. She had always liked Cheryl, ever since they had started working together a year ago. Cheryl was a natural. I made my excuses and started to have a piss, as she kicked off her shoes, hiked up her skirt and took her tights off.I turned to look at the show with my cock still out of my boxers, just as she dropped the hem of her skirt again, so I missed seeing what she had on underneath.She saw me turn and look, so I told her not to worry, I hadn't seen her!She duly lifter it again to show me a pair of sheer white panties.I could clearly see her ginger bush through the material and by now I was bringing. After laying down her beach towel, Jessica stripped off the shirt and shorts to reveal her green bikini. She was pleased to see that several men looked her way, the contrast of green and the red of her hair making her stand out in a crowd. That, and the top struggling to contain her breasts. She could never find one that really fit right. Feeling better already from the attention, she sat down on her towel and pulled a racy romance novel from her bag. Between it and her sunglasses, she could. . I remembered my panic, my true fear mostly directed at Bella herself. Even with mom and dad missing, I somehow knew that was ok, weirdly enough. Though I couldn't see them, find them ... they weren't the focus of my fears and concern, not really anyway. It was Bella. And that made me wonder even more. The inevitable was still a few months away, but I knew, somehow knew that the storm I was dealing with inside was getting worse and worse. I wasn't sure that I was going to be able to accept her.