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 It was late afternoon by the time they made it to their room.  Camille had
reserved a swanky little condo at a small resort.  Naomi was impressed with
the place and relieved that she didn't have to foot the bill.  The condo
wasn't overly large, but Naomi could tell that everything was pretty
expensive.  Each condo overlooked a beautiful beach that wasn't as crowded
as the main public beaches.  There was a community pool, poolside bar and a
small members only restaurant and pub right next to the pool.

   The condo itself had a balcony overlooking the beach.  The balcony had
tables and chairs setup as a breakfast area and Naomi knew upon sight that
she was going to enjoy sipping her coffee and watching the waves come in
each morning.  A large living area greeted you just as you came inside the
door with a state-of-the-art entertainment system, a small well appointed
kitchen was just off of the living area and a large loft overlooked the
living area.  A set of steep stairs carried you up to the loft which held a
plush king size bed conveniently positioned to provide a view of the ocean
through the floor-to-ceiling windows that covered most of the front of the
condo.

   The only bathroom was upstairs, just off from the loft/bedroom.  Naomi
smiled when she set foot in the bathroom.  A large jacuzzi tub was against
one wall but the back of the room was filled with an open walk in shower
with shower heads sprouting out of numerous places along the wall and a
huge "rain" shower mounted way up in the ceiling.

   "I've never seen anything like that." Naomi gasped.

   "Oh, that is one of my favorite parts of this place.  It makes you feel
like you are outdoors instead of crammed into a little shower stall like
most showers." Camille said.  Indeed, the frosted glass windows provided
ample natural light into the room and the huge open shower did make it feel
very spacious and comfortable.

   "Well, that settles it.  I haven't had a shower today and my hair is
yuck.  I'm going to start by taking a nice hot shower.  Then we can go get
some dinner." Naomi, for the first time, sounded excited about the trip.

   "That's the spirit." Camille cheered her on.  "But, we've still got some
good daylight left.  Lets take a dip in the pool and soak up some sun
before dinner time.  I don't want to just hang out in the room.  We can
visit the pool today and hit the beach tomorrow morning."

   Naomi looked at her watch.  "Okay, but I still need to take a shower
first.  I'll try to be quick but I need to feel clean if I'm going to have
any fun."

   "Hmm.  I'll give you time to take a nice long shower or soak in the tub
tomorrow.  Just be quick this time!" Camille said in agreement and then she
left room and started rummaging through the suitcase.

   Naomi gave the shower a moment of study to try to figure out how to turn
the contraption on.  She couldn't reach the faucet without walking all the
way into the shower, so she shed her clothes and folded them on the
counter. Looking at herself in the full length mirror, she admired her body
briefly but was disgusted by her messy hair.  "I can't believe I just
traveled in public looking like a brush-less orphan." She muttered to
herself.

   She stepped over the low ledge marking the edge of the shower and walked
gingerly across the tile to the faucets.  Again, she shook her head in
amazement of the shower.  It was the size of her entire bathroom back home.
She stood to the side and turned on the water, shivering slightly while
waiting for the water to get hot.

   Naomi looked around the room again while she waited for the water to
warm.  It was weird to that there was no door on the shower. 
Stylistically, it was a beautiful bathroom.  But Naomi realized that she
missed the comfort of a closed door.  She missed that comfort even more
moments later when Camille waltzed back into the bathroom carrying a travel
bag.

   "Hey." Naomi protested.  "Do you have any concept of privacy?" She tried
to glare at her friend but her naked shivering body diminished the attempt.

   Camille rolled her eyes.  "Tits, Naomi.  I told you they are just tits.
You don't have anything I don't have.  Well, except your tits are bigger
but I think mine do just fine." She smiled at her self-compliment and then
frowned when she saw her friend trying to cover her crotch.

   "Seriously, Naomi.  You've got to be more comfortable with your body. 
Have some confidence AND get a grip on the idea of another girl seeing you
naked.  We are going to be here for almost a week.  How did you ever make
it through high-school gym class anyway?"

   "Not well." Naomi grumbled.

   "Look, stop standing there shivering, get in the water and hurry up. 
Here, you are going to need this stuff anyway and I've got to clean up a
bit too.  It will take forever if we can't be in this bathroom at the same
time." Camille stepped part-way into the shower and handed Naomi bottles of
soap, shampoo and shaving cream as well as a razor.  "I just put a new
blade in there.  I figured you would want to shave you legs before we went
to the pool."

   "Thanks.  Yes, I definitely want to do that."

   "Good.  And umm," Camille hesitated.

   "What?" Naomi glared again as her friend clearly was staring at her and
sounded like she was going to mock her naked friend.

   "Well, I just want to help.  It really is the style these days to uh,
well, shave yourself."

   Naomi was confused by Camille sudden shyness.  It wasn't like her to not
say what she was thinking and what she said didn't make much sense.

   "Of course I shave myself, I'm not going to go to a salon to have my
legs shaved."

   "No silly.  Shave your pubic hair.  It is the style these days."

   Naomi huffed.  "My, my, my PUBIC hair is my own business."

   "Well, I'm just trying to help.  You were married for seven years and
probably haven't paid much attention to current trends.  I think you should
do it.  Umm, especially for this week."

   "Nobody is, well, nobody ELSE is going to be seeing my pubic hair
Camille." Naomi couldn't believe her friend's suggestion.

   "Did I mention that my suits are not that modest?"

   "Oh my god." Naomi looked at her friend like she had 2 heads.  Was she
completely insane?

   "Look, just trim it up a bit if nothing else.  You don't want anything
out of control." Camille tried to soften the conversation.

   "Oh my god." Naomi repeated.  "I can't believe I'm here with you and you
apparently think you don't need to buy a decent swim suit."

   "Well, Jennifer and I had a dare to see who could wear the sexiest
clothes this weekend.  I wasn't going to lose."

   "Sounds like I'm the one who is losing.  Why the heck would you
challenge a person to be the biggest slut?"

   "Oh, Jennifer scored that title a long time ago.  I'm not talking about
sleeping around.  Just dressing sexy and enjoying being in a remote place
to express our sexuality." Camille made it sound like a lofty pursuit in
her head.

   Naomi just dropped her shoulders.  "Okay.  Jeez.  I've never been naked
down there but I've trimmed it pretty short in the past.  I don't want to
look like an idiot in your stupid swim suit today.  We can shop for a
reasonable suit tomorrow.  Now, would you let me take a shower?"

   "Yes, yes.  We've wasted too much time."

   Naomi proceeded to shower while Camille washed her face at the sink,
brushed her teeth and combed her hair.  She was painfully aware of the fact
that the open shower provided no barrier at all between her and her friend.
She was sure that she caught Camille watching her through the mirror
several times.

   After combing her hair, Camille stripped off the tube dress and stood
naked in front of the mirror.  She appeared oblivious to Naomi's wide eyes
watching her friend walk around naked.  Camille wandered back into the
bedroom a couple of times while Naomi shaved her legs but Camille never
managed to put any clothes back on.

   Naomi couldn't help but check out her young friend.  The 24-year-old was
a beautiful blond, with hair that reached her shoulder-blades.  Naomi was
5' 6" and figured her friend was about two inches shorter than herself. 
But Camille had long legs for her height and perky b-cup breasts.  She
clearly was in the prime of her youth and her body seemed to glow.

   Naomi grumbled and looked at herself.  She was beautiful too, but was
intimidated by the younger girl's confidence in her body.  Naomi had worked
hard to keep what she had, but feared that age was about to start to take a
toll.  Her own breasts were still quite perky and she had caught many a man
trying to steal a peak at them.  However, she feared that she would spend
the entire vacation feeling like the lesser of the two girls.

   Finally, she finished shaving and rinsed off a final time.  She turned
off the water and stepped to the edge of the shower to towel off.

   "Okay, I did it." She announced to Camille.

   Camille turned, looked at her and then, realizing what Naomi was saying,
dropped her eyes to Naomi's crotch.

   "Oh my gosh.  Let me see.  You wont regret it."

   Naomi blushed and fought the urge to cover herself.

   "Come on, let me see.  Stop crouching." Camille chastised.

   Reluctantly, Naomi took a small step and widened her stance a few inches
and let her friend see her manicured pubic hair.  She had shaved it down
tiny square patch of her dark hair.  "Okay, seriously.  This is not a peep
show.  You can see that I've shaved it down.  Okay.  Will you leave me
alone now so that we can get ready and get down to the pool?"

   Camille grinned.  "That looks great.  My blond hair doesn't stand out
that much.  But your hair is nice and dark and looks great like that.  It
really highlights your pussy."

   "Oh seriously.  Stop talking about, my, my, pussy."

   Camille grinned.  "You are such a prude.  I've got my work cut out for
me this week." Naomi growled in response but Camille just ignored her. 
Finally, she returned to the counter and finished putting away some of her
makeup while Naomi used the blow dryer to dry her hair.  A few moments
later, Camille, apparently done with her organizational task, returned to
the bedroom.

   Naomi, wrapped up in the towel, finished drying her hair and was putting
her things away when Camille returned to show off her swim suit.

   "Oh my gosh Camille!" Naomi squealed in alarm.

   Camille was standing in a tiny snake-skin patterned bikini that barely
covered any part of her body.  She turned to demonstrate the full effect
and Naomi blushed at the tiny triangle back that did nothing to cover her
friend's ass.

   "You are so freaking crazy.  Where did you get that thing?"

   "I bought all of my suits at Wicked Weasel.  I told you I wasn't going
to lose my dare with Jennifer."

   "Wait, all of them?  I'm not walking out in that.  Girl, the bottom is
almost see-through!"

   "I'm letting you have one that has a beautiful rainbow pattern and you
totally can't see through it."

   "Oh shit." Naomi just stared.  Camille's suit was smaller than most of
Naomi's lingerie.

   Camille laughed.  "Come on.  It's Mexico.  Live it up.  You don't know
any of these people.  Here, you need to get yours on." She darted back into
the bedroom and returned with a tiny bundle of black fabric with a rainbow
print.

   Naomi dropped her towel and slipped on the top.  The tiny triangles had
no real lining to speak off and no shaping wires, so she was able to get it
on but half of her breasts seemed to be hanging out and her nipples were
clearly visible beneath the thin fabric.  Frowning, she slipped on the
bottoms and groaned when she looked in the mirror.

   "Strings!  At least you have a triangle back there.  This thing just
hides *in* my ass."

   "You have a great ass, Naomi."

   "I know I've got a great ass, but *that* isn't the point.  I'm not
walking out there in this.  What else do you have?"

   "Seriously, that is the most modest one.  Most of the others are thinner
fabric but similar or smaller styles."

   "How could it be smaller than this?"

   Camille grinned.  "Naomi, you look great.  Come on!"

   "Why did you give me the one with the string back?  You've got a
triangle back!"

   "You've already noted why, you got the one that is opaque and neither
one actually covers the ass anyway.  Just relax.  I gave you the most
modest suit we have."

   "We are dressed essentially the same, Camille, except I've got a string
crawling in my ass.  I'm not going to be the most naked one.  I'm not going
to do it." They stared at each other at an impasse.

   Naomi got an idea and her face brightened.  She had to talk Camille out
of this ridiculous plan to wear these suits and it was better to nip this
in the bud now.  The only way she could see to do it was to up the stakes.

   "What?" Camille asked at her friend's expression.

   "As I said, I'm not going out there as the most naked one of us.  And
you said earlier that you planned to go topless one day, so start now.  If
you go topless, I'll wear your stupid g-string rainbow."

   Camille bit her lip and considered the proposal.  "I'm going to go
topless at the beach, not at the pool.  No, not today."

   "What is the difference?"

   "The pool is, well, more intimate.  Everyone is right on top of you all
of the time."

   "Suddenly, you are shy?"

   "No!  It is just, well, it would be unusual to be topless at the pool
but not at the beach."

   "Okay, well, if you are going to chicken out, we should just get some
regular clothes on and go shopping."

   "No, don't do that Naomi.  Don't be like that.  Okay, I'll take off the
top." And just like that she reached behind her back and a moment later she
was placing the top on the counter.  Standing before her friend in just the
tiny snake-skin patterned bikini bottoms.

   Naomi frowned.  That didn't go the way she planned.  She had to recover.
"Wait.  I thought you said you had a special suit for going topless.  If
you are going topless, you need to wear that suit."

   Again, Camille hesitated.  She glared back at Naomi.  Naomi wondered
just how bad the other suit was.

   "Okay." Camille agreed.  "Okay, but I've got some terms too.  If I'm
going topless in that suit at the pool, then you have to agree to wear the
suits I brought AND to be naked whenever you are in the condo."

   "What?  Why in the hell would you want me to be naked in the condo?"

   "Because you are too uptight.  A little naked time would be good for
you."

   "I'm not into girls." Naomi barked.  Alarmed at her friend's demand.

   "I didn't say you are.  I'm not trying to have sex with you.  I'm trying
to get you to relax."

   They argued about this for another five minutes but finally Naomi gave
in and Camille changed into her "topless" swimsuit.  As they walked out of
the condo, Naomi wondered how she had agreed to any of this.  Despite the
fact that her friend was the one walking out with her breasts bouncing
free, Naomi had the distinct feeling that she was the one who would regret
the deal.