My body felt limp but my mind was hyperalert now, conscious of Jen on my right, stroking Tracy’s back, Lamya on my left, her hand resting in mine. Tracy, resting on me, her light and lithe body fitted into my curves, her head in the crook of my neck.
I could definitely get used to this, I thought.
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Tracy turned up the radio in the car and started to sing along with One Republic. Lamya and I were in the backseat and Jen looked like she was checking Facebook on her phone in the front seat next to Tracy. We had showered off the oil and chlorine and were heading back to reality – though it was a two-hour drive, so we had a bit of time before having to face it completely.
Lamya turned to me and said, “So Tracy suggested we come back again for the May long weekend – what do you think?”
I glanced up to meet Tracy’s eyes in the rear view mirror. I smiled. “That sounds like a great idea.”
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