She took a deep breath – the whole room reeked of old unwashed socks – and opened the next suitcase, only to find yet another bunch of crumpled sh...rts, stained jeans, and filthy underwear. Sandy didn’t seem to own a single clean piece of clothing. Mary had her work cut out for her. She smelled Sandy’s pineapple-gum breath before she felt it on her neck. The other girl was standing right behind her; shivers run down Mary’s back. “You really need to catch up on the laundry,” Sandy said. “In the. We had fixed a camera to record what all we did so that we can see and enjoy when we get back to full senses.One fantasy was successfully executed. Next day we traveled across Goa, patrolled through bars and restaurants, explored many places. Boys were in comfortable t-shirts and girls were wearing sexy tops with ample cleavage at display and mini shorts exposing their yummy long legs. The trip had brought all of us very close and soon we were like the best friends forever. We wanted to have. Dark.Silence.Daytime? Nighttime?Should I be somewhere?Eyes, opening. Darkness still.It must still be early morning, Shampoo thought to herself. Plenty of time to sleep, to rest, to ...That dream! The Amazon could only recall bits of it, fragments of memory as if it took place eons ago, the way dream memories usually are. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the images that floated behind her closed lids and drift back to the sleep from which she had awoken. A dream about her and. She disappeared into the spare bedroom for about 30 minutes and came out with her hair in pigtails wearing her new pajamas. If she was my daughter, I would have insisted that the boxer shorts were far too short and too loose because they showed far too much. The top suffered from similar issues. It seemed like I was always on the verge of a great downblouse or side boob view. Sandy pranced around the house for about 15 minutes teasing me mercilessly before giving me a hug goodnight.Sandy drove.