Some things she could do well."You don't want to share it with the others?" He shook his head. "Withher?" She knew how she sounded.He laughed again. "...ou really don't like her, do you?" Sorry." She handed back the joint. "I know you love her."He took a long drag, his face illuminated by the joint. She felt guiltyabout Freya, hoping she was OK. "I don't."She was suddenly very aware of how exposed the skin on her legs and armswere. She pulled her knees underneath her chin. "You're that sure?" I. My frustration was also very strong; I was over 4600 miles from my home in Missouri and couldn't do anything about the situation in person.The only thing I could do was to send an email back to Julie. I started on the reply and decided that I would put all of my thoughts and feelings into that email. The email went on and on. It was actually a long letter taking up what would have been almost four pages of legal size stationary.In that email I told her I thought her not telling me about her. I pictured a small sign at the top of the markings that might have read, “Eat at Jo’s!”. Even Sarah found our laughter contagious, and the three of us ended up hugging and laughing until I finally lost my balance and fell flat on my ass.“How the hell did you manage to get cum on you right there?” Joanne asked, her giggles making the question tough to blurt out.“I laid down on my tummy when I crawled into the sleeping bags,” Sarah confessed, “and the next thing I knew, I could feel that moisture. I approached the table where we had been sitting and realised that a guy had taken my place sitting opposite to Maria, she had her legs crossed with her naked thigh almost visible, she was leaning forward towards him, she saw me coming and leaned nearer to him pushing her chest out slightly, I sat down at another table where a woman was sitting alone, she had been eyeing me most of the night crossing and uncrossing her legs at me while I was dancing with Maria, flashing her knickers at me.