“I’m Sally.” Sally was a slender brunette with soft doe-like eyes. She was wearing a lavender colored push-up bra and panties with black trim. W...ile she was standing in front of me, she brushed her fingers across my chest.“I’m Lexi,” said a tall blonde in a red bikini outfit whose fabric was so thin that I could see her stiff nipples underneath her bra. Like Sally, Lexi massaged my chest, but she was a lot rougher.“I’m Danielle,” said a black-haired vixen, as she dug her turquoise-painted. Any way eventually Sarah started to yawn and suggested we three continue the party in our comfortable hotel room. So much to the relief of the catering staff we thanked them and headed for our room at 2am. Once inside we opened the minibar and continued to drink from it as we chatted and listened to recorded music. Sarah suddenly announced she was going to change into something more comfortable, kicked off her high heeled shoes and removed her dress revealing for once she,d worn suspenders and. Our two wives were both beautiful and both had seemed to have broughttheir entire wardrobes with them for the holiday, as they seemed to be ina different outfit every time I saw them. I always noticed when they hada new outfit on and was always eager to compliment them on their choiceand coordination of clothes. Anyway, the holiday was going so well untilthe nightmare night when the storm struck!The storm had been brewing all day but that night it hit directly wherewe were! The waves were. Shrugging, she stuffed it into a small pack anyway; loathe to give up whatever secrets it may hold.She pulled the radio that Bob had taken from Vega, out of her cargo pocket and turned it on. There was a brief burst of white noise and then the signal cleared and the radio went silent. By now, the Vega's backup team would have found the body and discovered that the camp had been ransacked. If they had any sense at all, they would know that Vega's weapons and gear, including the radio, had been.