Pausing, Alice surveyed what she'd done as Liz's body lay sprawled under her. Cocking her head, she extracted her combat army knife and slit open Liz'... flesh."What the hell are you doing?" Mattie demanded."I'm checking something," she responded as she peeled the skin back, slicing the skin and muscle from Liz's stomach with an experienced hand. It was clear her father taught her how to perform field dressings, but it's disconcerting watching your friend field-dress someone you personally. Like 'em with a bit more meat on the bones,, " and he left to shoo her up the stairs for a quick one. When he got back, smiling and hitching up his britches, I slid my hand across Patrice's smooth back and asked if she would like to do a little bed dancing. She smiled, grabbed my hand and hauled me up to the room Milly and George had just abandoned. The bed was a mess. Old George must have ruttted like a hog.I closed the door, turned the girl's arm up behind her and held her in front of the. Where Coral’s dark locks reminded him of rich, dark coffee, the color of Rita’s hair was more what he thought of as “toasted pecans”, a dark honey color with sun-tinged tips that suited her perfectly. Her face matched her body; prominent cheekbones beneath plump curvy cheeks, a wide full mouth, and big doe-like eyes that made her look alluringly childish and innocent. Other than a touchable layer of baby fat that covered every inch her, there wasn’t anything childish about that spectacular. At first, it was like any other beach day. Playing in the water, tanning on the beach, and of course, getting hit on by boys. Yumi blushed a little, when one of them tried to hit on her. As shy as she felt, she knew that it was her perfect chance to get away, and while Maddie and Roxy were talking to the boys, she excused herself, only to make her way down the beach, out of sight of her friends, and over to where the cliff side was. She giggled a little, feeling a bit devilish for leaving her.