"Sex on the beach," Ryan answers, smiling as he buries his face in my neck and whispers, "light weight." I feel my cheeks flush pink as I grab his han... once more and pull him onto the dance floor. He smirks, watching as I start swaying to the music, my arms waving in the air before tangling in my hair. He pulls me closer, our torsos rubbing against each other as I close my eyes and turn around, grinding softly against him. His lips brush the back of my neck, moving my hair out of the way before. Jim suggested we go swimming after dinner, and we all agreed. I think Holly needed to cool off, and also, get away from that punch bowl. Jim changed into a pair of skin-tight swim trunks that looked as if there was a roll of sausage stuck down the top of them. I was wearing boxers, and Holly had on a conservative two-piece swimsuit. Frolicking in the water, Jim seemed to accidentally touch Holly's butt or breasts several times. Once, when he was helping her out of the pool,he "accidentally ". The barmaid, a brawny woman with tattoos on her forearms and a blonde crewcut, had stared at Karen's tits so hard that she had spilled a drink. Karen had smiled at the fascinated woman, but decided that she would prefer a more feminine type. If she was going to make it with a girl, she wanted it to look and act like a girl, not a replica of a man.Soon a sexy little redhead with big tits had come up to stand beside her, eyeing Karen speculatively."Your first time here?" she asked."Yeah," Karen. Anyway. I came up with an idea. I decided that we should use the vacation to fix our relationship but I also prepared a plan B. If bad came to worse I wanted to have something ready so that it would not become the 3 worst weeks of my life. I saw this program about sublimal messages and programming people with tapes they hear at night and decided to give it a try. I don't want to bore you with the details but I programmed her to react to a certain sentence ("Let me lay down the law for you.") by.