Jenna's Vacation-1

by Karen Cypher

Couldn't write this without the help and support of Jenna; I hope all your dreams come true!

Jenna was living a nightmare; that was the only name for it…a nightmare.

She sat on an uncomfortable chair before a metal table in the middle of a small room. In front of her stood two very intimidating looking men dressed in plain suits and one woman in a Customs uniform. They all had sober expressions on their face and a no-nonsense air in their posture. Jenna herself was clothed in what could only be described as a smock; the garment the customs officer had given her after a humiliating full-body search. She prayed that Kate wasn’t going through the same thing, but Jenna hadn’t seen her daughter since being carted off in cuffs. That had been two hours ago, and it looked like the nightmare would never end.

“Please, where is my daughter?” Jenna asked querulously. “Is she safe? Can I see her?”

“In a moment, Ms Lincoln,” said the man on the left, glancing at a paper in his hands. “Your daughter…Kate is fine, for now.” he continued, looking up at Jenna. “We need to clear something up before you will be allowed to see her.” he finished, gesturing to an evidence bag lying on the table.

In the bag was a joint; the paper yellow with age and wrinkled from being unceremoniously crushed in the lining of her suitcase. She had no idea where it had come from; she certainly hadn’t put it there and she knew Kate had not.

“It is obvious, Ms Lincoln that you did not deliberately conceal the marijuana cigarette.” said the man on the right. He was the older of the two and both the man on the left and the customs officer deferred to him, so Jenna assumed he was in charge. “Even a cursory inspection reveals that it has been there for some time.” he continued.

The leader spoke again, “Since you claim that the luggage both you and your daughter have was purchased second-hand, I will assume that the illegal substance was already sequestered within the suitcase; that is to say, you had no idea that it was even there, just a circumstance of your purchase.”

Hope shone in Jenna’s face. She nodded her head up and down at the leader’s words.

“Unfortunately,” the leader spoke once more, “a more thorough inspection of your belongings, as well as your luggage will have to be performed. I’m sure you understand.”

“We will contact you upon the release of your property, Ms Lincoln, and you may retrieve all of your items then.” spoke the man on the left.

“As you are staying at the resort, both you and your daughter are free to go,” the leader said, “but you must make yourselves available for questioning should the need arise.”

The relief that flooded through Jenna was palpable. It took her a moment to find her voice.

“You...I mean…You are letting us go?” she asked tremulously.

The leader nodded.

“You’re not going to arrest me?” Jenna asked.

The leader chuckled. “There is no third way, ma’am. You are free to go; just remember your movements may be curtailed pending our investigation.”

A short sob escaped Jenna; realizing the nightmare was suddenly over. The female officer took Jenna lightly by the elbow, escorting her down the hall and to yet another small room. Kate was there, and flew into Jenna’s arms; each comforting the other as tears streaked both their faces.

The female officer handed Jenna a plastic bag with her clothes and personal belongings. Jenna signed for them and the officer left, leaving the two ladies to regain their composure.

“What happened, Mom?” Kate asked as Jenna removed her smock; putting on the sarong wrap and reaching for her top.

“The suitcases we bought at the yard sale had a joint hidden in one of them,” Jenna said. “It had probably been there for some time, but when the dogs sniffed it out, all hell broke loose.” Jenna finished dressing and started rearranging the contents of her purse. “Of course they thought I was trying to smuggle drugs, so they searched me and pulled me away for questioning. They didn’t find anything, but they will keep our things until the investigation is over.”

“How long will that be?” Kate asked.

“I don’t know, sweetie. I’ll call later today, but right now, I just want to get out of here and go to the resort; maybe have a stiff drink!” she finished, making a small attempt at humor to ease her daughter’s mind.

They called for a shuttle and were soon checking into their room. The room was a suite and had a single queen-sized bed in the main sleeping area. The large living room had table, chairs, coffee table, desk and a loveseat in front of the television that also pulled out into a bed. They didn’t plan on using the pull-out, as neither she nor Kate minded sharing the bed. There was a small kitchenette with a door that they had entered through, and directly across from it was a bathroom nearly as big as the kitchenette. It was odd, as all they could do without any luggage was walk around and turn the air conditioner on. Jenna tried freshening up, but all she could manage was a splash of cool water on her face.

Jenna plopped on the loveseat and watched Kate inspect the room. At 16 years old, Kate was growing up fast. Jenna remembered going out to buy her first bra; how embarrassed Katie had been about the whole thing. Kate was more developed now, but could easily go without a bra if she chose. As she ran out of places to look, Kate sat in a chair, one leg hooked over the arm; foot moving idly in lazy circles. She let out an ‘I’m so bored’ sigh and twirled a finger full of hair.

In truth, Jenna was not willing to pass very much time in the room either. She wanted her things. “Let’s explore a little, Katie, do some window shopping, find a place to relax; maybe get a bite to eat. Besides, I want to go find that drink!” Jenna said.

One of the first things both women noticed during their walk was that the patrons of the resort had little modesty. Everywhere she looked, Jenna saw bare breasted women, women walking around in micro bikinis and little else, and although not as striking, the men were dressed casually as well. Granted, the nudity was not nearly as prevalent in breezeways and areas not directly associated with the beach or swimming pools, but still; it took some getting used to. As they strolled along the beach, it was rare to find women wearing tops. Some even appeared to be completely nude! Jenna guessed that wasn’t really the case; merely an assumption based on distance and a lack of visible contrast from a suit. She didn’t think she could ever go topless, not even here where Kate was the only one who knew her. Jenna thought about her experience at the airport and counted her blessings; at least she and Kate could start to enjoy their vacation.

They were seated in a shady spot at an outdoor dining area, a spill-off from one of the restaurants facing the ocean. Tall trees and leafy plants ran along the edges separating the patio from walkways to the beach. Jenna had finished her salad and was sipping a margarita; both ladies relaxing and taking in the wonderful atmosphere. Jenna got the waiter’s attention and asked for a courtesy phone. Calling the front desk, she was informed that no word had been passed from the officials at the airport concerning her luggage. Calling the customs office directly proved no better help.

“You don’t understand!” Jenna stated. “We only have the clothes on our backs; surely you have completed the inspection by now. When can we get our belongings?” she finished, exasperated. The official on the other end of the line patiently explained that the chief inspector had not given any word concerning the release of her property, and that she would be informed when that happened.

Sighing, Jenna gave up and disconnected; her air of adventure evaporating into nothingness. Kate didn’t need to ask, as she understood the one-sided conversation.

“Did they say when?” Kate asked hopefully.

“No baby, more like a ‘don’t call us, we’ll call you’ kind of timeline.” Jenna replied. She had no idea what she would do if she couldn’t get her clothes and personal things. Jenna wasn’t wealthy, and her budget did not include a whole new wardrobe for both Kate and herself; not to mention makeup, shampoos, handbags…no, she just didn’t see a way around it except to wait.

The hostess came around then, and Jenna declined a second margarita; she had lost her good mood.

“Excuse me, but I couldn’t help overhearing.” a voice came from behind Jenna. Turning, she saw a middle-aged man of around 40 or so. He got up from his seat and approached Jenna’s table, indicating a vacant seat. “May I?” Jenna nodded assent.

“My name is Derik Copeland,” he said with a distinct British accent as he took the offered seat, shaking Jenna’s hand and flashing a dazzling smile to Kate. “I have a mate who works at the Customs department. Perhaps you will allow me to make a polite inquiry on your behalf?” he continued. “I know how bothersome it can be without your luggage. My wife and I came here once and our own luggage somehow found its way on a plane bound for Turkey! Needless to say, it was a bit of an inconvenience,” Derik finished with another smile; for Jenna this time.

A little taken aback, Jenna was slow to respond. “You could help? I mean, if there is some way to get my luggage released, I would be very grateful!” Jenna said, her good mood returning as fast as it had gone away.

Derik chuckled, “It would be my pleasure miss…”

“I’m sorry! Where are my manners?” Jenna replied belatedly. “Jenna Lincoln, and this is my daughter Kate.”

“Pleased to meet you both,” Derik said. “It’s always nice to rescue damsels in distress!” Derik said with a flourish of arms. He flashed them both another disarming smile; “Especially two such beautiful damsels. My mate John owes me a favor, so what better time to call it in?”

Kate blushed furiously at his remark and actually sat up a little straighter, smoothing an errant lock of hair in the process. Even though she knew better, Jenna herself was enjoying the attention as well.

Turning in his seat, Derik looked around. “This calls for a celebration! Pablo!” The waiter was there almost instantly, as if he had been waiting for the summons. “Please bring a glass of red for the ravishing young Kate and a margarita for the stunningly beautiful Jenna. I’ll have my usual.” As he looked at each of them, Derik’s eyes stayed a moment longer on Jenna; appraising, calculating the odds. His smile was in full-force.

Now it was Jenna’s turn to blush. It was all just part of the timeless dance; knowing it was only suggestive banter on Derik’s part, he still moved up a notch or two on her ‘I’m available’ meter. What woman doesn’t like to be stunningly beautiful?

“Kate’s only 16, Derik, please don’t order her a drink,” Jenna said.

“Nonsense,” Derik replied. “One glass of wine surely won’t hurt.”

Jenna let it go, but she had no intention of letting Kate drink the wine. They engaged in small talk until the drinks arrived. Pablo, the waiter, placed Jenna’s margarita in front of her and took her old glass. Derik’s drink was next, and as he was about to move to Kate’s side with the wine, Jenna made a grab for it off of his tray. It was a clumsy move, and the glass of wine teetered for a second with Jenna’s fingertips just touching the stem, falling over the tray to land squarely on the table; splashing Jenna’s top and Derik’s shirt as it broke.

Derik’s chair flew back as he belatedly tried to avoid the dark liquid, but Jenna was trapped in place by the waiter trying to catch the falling glass.

“I’m so sorry!” Jenna exclaimed. “I can’t believe I am that clumsy!”

Derik made a futile gesture at cleaning himself, then just laughed and gave up trying to dab the wine off of his shirt.

“Not to worry Jenna,” he said between pats. “It was time I was leaving anyway. I’d like to meet you here for dinner, if you are available. Perhaps I’ll have some good news to give you by then. Is six O’clock fine?”

“Certainly,” Jenna said absently. “That would be grand. Perhaps I can make up for ruining your shirt.” She had wiped the wine off her shoulder, but her white top needed immediate attention if she was going to salvage it. She made a bee-line for the bathroom. Jenna didn’t see Derik’s answering grin.

It was hopeless; the stain hadn’t really set, but there was no way she could erase the damage done. Sighing, she headed back out to Kate, intending to tell her she was going back to the room to change. She froze in mid-step; she had no clothes to change into!

“Shit!” Jenna said aloud, drawing looks from the wait staff. She hurried back to the table, covering as best as she was able. Derik had left, but Kate was waiting patiently, a glass of tea in her hand to replace the wine.

“Oh Mom, that looks bad!” Kate said referring to Jenna’s top.

“I know honey,” Jenna replied. “Maybe it won’t be so bad once it dries out.” She knew better, but she clung to the forlorn hope. They finished their drinks; Jenna no closer to an answer than before. Maybe she should have let Kate have the wine; she probably wouldn’t have finished it anyway.

“This is ridiculous.” Jenna said. “Come Katie, let’s go for another walk.”

They left the patio area and headed toward the beach path. As soon as they were on the path, Jenna took several furtive looks around. With a bravery she certainly didn’t feel, she took off her top; neatly solving one problem, but walking all day on the beach was out of the question too.

Kate was looking at her mom out of the corner of her eyes as they walked. Not in a million years, would she have thought her mother would go topless; even on this mostly vacant beach. Her mom’s tan lines were unmistakable, but Kate guessed that a day spent at the beach topless would surely take care of that!

Eventually, they reached their room, entering from the sliding door facing the beach. Jenna dropped her top on the bathroom vanity, wondering if she should try again to clean it. Perhaps the hotel had something?

“Don’t worry Mom,” Kate said from the kitchenette. “It makes you blend right in, going topless I mean.”

That was true, but Jenna didn’t think she could pull it off. She was just too self conscious about her bare breasts; it was uncomfortable. Jenna moved to the phone, calling the front desk to see if there was a message from the Customs officials; there wasn’t. She went back out the sliding door, sitting in a plastic chair and staring at the ocean. Jenna refocused her eyes as a woman walked along the beach. The woman turned and waved to Jenna. She was nude! Jenna could clearly see a dark pubic patch as the woman faced her. Automatically, Jenna waved back, a smile coming to her lips.

“Screw it!” Jenna said. “When in Rome…”

Taking the beach route once again, Jenna and Kate ambled to the same outdoor patio they had eaten lunch at, finding Derik already seated at a table. He did a slow double-take at Jenna’s state of undress, but he did not hide the fact that he approved; taking a third and fourth look for good measure. Jenna was the only lady baring her breasts, but there were not many patrons sitting outside. Of the ones who were, nobody even gave Jenna’s nudity a second glance.

“Well, it certainly didn’t take you long to go native, my dear!” Derik said by way of hello. “I must say, you are truly beautiful.” If Jenna wasn’t very self conscious before, she surely was now; Derik’s entire conversation had been directed at her left breast! She fought the urge to cover herself, and took the seat Derik had proffered.

“I’m not very hungry Mom,” Kate said. “Thank you for your offer, Mr. Copeland.” Kate continued, turning toward her mother. “I’ll just grab something from the sandwich shop and look for a magazine, Mom. I’ll meet you here in two hours, if that’s alright.”

“Fine Katie,” Jenna told her, digging into her pocketbook for some cash and handing it to her daughter. Kate blew a kiss toward her and then bounced away.

Later that night...

“Mom,” Kate said anxiously. “Where were you? I was looking all over and…” she paused at the sight of Derik sauntering back to the table, adjusting his pants into place and wearing a shit-eating smirk.

“Shit,” Jenna muttered under her breath. Some great plan that was.

“Everything is fine honey. I just had to finish a conversation with Derik here, thanking him for helping us out today.” Jenna explained frantically. She realized how lame that excuse was; as Kate watched her wipe the last vestiges of Derik’s spend from her breasts.

Kate’s eyes were wide and color suffused her upper chest and neck as she blushed furiously. “I uh…I’ll just umm…I am going for a walk on the beach, Mom. I’ll wait…just come find me when you are done.” The last was said with sidelong looks in Derik’s direction.

“Shit,” Jenna said silently. Apparently her new favorite word, she thought wryly. “Give me just a sec Katie, and I’ll be right with you.” She cast a venomous glance toward Derik, but he smiled stoically and took his seat.

“I’d like for you to meet my wife and me tomorrow morning at the east clearing.” Derik said softly, but not too softly for Kate to hear. “You can come by at your convenience and finalize our… arrangement.” Derik continued in that same honeyed tone he used earlier. “Just ask directions at the concierge desk if you are unsure. We’ll have a brunch set out, so say around eleven O’clock?” he finished, smiling as if he had not a care in the world. And, of course, he didn’t.

“Fine,” Jenna replied, sighing heavily. She was humiliated that Kate had heard the whole thing; had seen her submit to Derik. Maybe not the whole thing, but Kate surely knew what her mother was doing beyond the lights ringing the patio. “I’ll be there.”

Taking Kate’s arm in hers, she led her daughter down the short path to the beach. As she was still only wearing a sarong and sandals, the beach route back to their room would be far less revealing than walking the inner paths of the resort. She could feel Kate beside her, coiled with tension and uncertainty as they walked along the surf.

“It looks like we can enjoy the rest of our vacation now, honey,” Jenna said, wanting to take Kate’s mind off of Derik and what had just happened. “Derik was able to get our luggage released from customs and it should be in our room by now.” Oh great…take Kate’s mind off of Derik by mentioning his name! You silly twit!

“Since we have all our stuff back, we won’t have to use our spending money to buy necessities,” Jenna continued cheerily. “The room was paid in advance, but shopping and eating would have been a problem!” Kate remained silent, but Jenna could see the ghost of a smile play across her daughter’s lips. Just the prospect of shopping could brighten Kate’s darkest day.

In short order, they reached their room and went in through the sliding door facing the beach. The air conditioning running full-blast in the room made it considerably cooler than the night air, and Jenna felt her nipples tighten into hard peaks against the chill. Suitcases were lying beside the door, and Kate quickly grabbed hers and moved to the bed to unpack. Jenna closed her eyes and stood in place for a minute, just basking in the relief that everything would be O.K. now. It was a heady, glorious feeling. She grabbed her own suitcase and started to lay things out to hang in the closet or put in the small dresser, still not bothering to cover her exposed breasts.

“Do you need to go Mom?” Kate called, crossing the room to head to the shower.

“No sweetie, I’m fine now. You go ahead.” Jenna answered.

Kate laid her things out on the large vanity and sat on the toilet to relieve herself. The bathroom was covered on all six surfaces with big tiles; the walls and ceiling in the same pattern and the floor with a rougher pattern to prevent slipping. The wall with the sink and vanity was dominated by a large mirror, and Kate caught her reflection as she looked around. Her mind was still reeling with the realization that her mother had just given that man, Derik, a blowjob! Right there in public! With her daughter not even two dozen feet away!

Finished, Kate opened the shower door and started the shower, finding delight that there were no less than three showerheads that could be positioned anywhere she wanted. She adjusted the temperature of the water and stepped under the refreshing flow. Oh sure, Kate knew her mom was sexual. She had been divorced for two years and been on several dates, after all. But still…even though she didn’t actually see her mother blowing him, just something about it seemed weird as hell! Kate shampooed and rinsed, then put in conditioner before moving out of the stream to lather her legs. Grabbing the razor, she made quick work of shaving, and then washed the rest of her body before finally rinsing the conditioner out. Kate couldn’t shake the image of her mother wiping Derik’s semen from her neck and boobs… Derik adjusting his pants…her mother’s flushed face. Weird, maybe even a little perverted to think of her mother like that, but also hot!

Kate turned off the overhead nozzle; big as a dinner plate and as loud as Niagara Falls, as well the ones pointed at her middle. Carefully, she lathered the sparse stubble of her pubic area and proceeded to make her most private parts devoid of hair too. She had decided to shave herself completely bare a few weeks ago; before going shopping for swimwear and beach outfits. Kate found that she liked the feeling, deciding to keep it. It still sent an electric feeling through her when she shaved. This was something her mom did not know about, and Kate liked the smoothness, the clean look, and even though it made her look like a little girl again, Kate felt a bit more grown-up.

She remembered talking Erin, her best friend since kindergarten, into shaving with her that first time. They didn’t do it together, of course, but displayed their handiwork later that day up in Kate’s room. Both of them were giggling and a little embarrassed. She and Erin exchanged glances, traded advice, shared techniques; each of them pretending not to watch the other. Erin, dressed in shorts, hooked her thumbs into the waistband. She wiggled them off her hips and pulled them down a bit so Kate could see. Kate, blushing furiously, was in a sun dress. She lifted the hem of her dress up with one hand and pulled her panties aside with the other, giving Erin a much better look. Kate remembered being acutely aware of her own arousal as she looked at Erin and how much she enjoyed being stared at in return. She didn’t touch Erin to see if she felt as smooth as Kate herself, but she surely wanted to!

Kate came back to herself with a start, her fingers unconsciously stroking her sex as her body responded to the remembered excitement.

“Oh, brother” Kate whooshed. She took a quick peek out of the shower door to make sure her mom had not come in unannounced, and then adjusted the overhead shower again. Squatting on the balls of her feet, Kate placed one hand against the near wall and spread her legs wide. She traced the fingers of her free hand between her breasts. She thought about her mother walking around topless all day, boobs on display for everyone to see. Kate couldn’t imagine herself doing the same thing, and figured her mom had a wild side that her daughter was just beginning to notice. Her mom did have nice tits to put on display, however; Kate wished hers were as nice as her mom’s.

“Hmm…tits,” Kate said to herself, her mom’s tits.

Kate liked thinking of them as tits. She wondered if her mother would spend the whole trip like that; topless with men and women looking at her tits. Kate wondered what her mom’s reaction would be if she asked; “Mom, are you going to let everyone look at your tits again today?” Maybe she could hide her mom’s tops; give her no choice but to walk around topless.

Kate couldn’t wait to see Erin’s reaction when she told Erin about Mom baring her tits; giving Derik a blowjob, doing it in public, wiping it off in front of her daughter…all in the first day! Erin wouldn’t believe it! Kate would have to get a picture of her mother to prove it. Her mom would absolutely die, if she knew Kate’s plans. She wickedly wondered if her mom would end the vacation without panties under her dresses and skirts.

“Does Mom shave too?” Kate thought aloud. She imagined herself and her mother shaving in the big bathroom, looking at her mother’s private parts…her pussy; bald as her little girls.

She liked that word too…pussy; tits and pussy. It had a naughtiness that appealed to Kate. Her mom seemed to like showing her tits to the world; maybe she would like showing her pussy as well.

Kate’s fingers were working their magic, and her own pussy was on fire with the need to climax. Thinking of how she could engineer a reason for her mom to be naked in public, Kate came with an intensity that left her gasping. Her toes were cramped from having the full weight of her body on them and she stood awkwardly. Kate didn’t think she had been in the shower that long, but best not to give her mother any reason to be suspicious; Mom definitely didn’t know about Kate’s discovery of masturbation.

Kate toweled her hair dry and then wrapped a fresh towel around her body, covering her from armpit to just above mid-thigh. Stepping from the bathroom, she saw her mother putting the last of Kate’s clothes away. Her mom was still topless.

“Feel better?” Jenna asked her daughter, stepping back and moving to sit on the bed as Kate opened a drawer to pull out a nightshirt.

“Mmm…it felt glorious.” Kate said. After her thoughts in the shower, Kate wanted to do something daring herself, so she bent over a little more; pretending to search for something in the drawer. Kate could feel the towel ride up her smooth legs, stopping just before the level of her sex.

Looking over her shoulder, Kate caught her mom staring at her bottom; watching as the towel made is slow trek up her thighs. “MOM,” Kate said in mock outrage, straightening and facing her mother.

Jenna looked quickly away, color rising on her cheeks. She looked back at her daughter; an apologetic expression on her face. “Sorry honey,” she said softly.

“It’s alright,” Kate said. “Will you go like that tomorrow too?” she asked. “I mean, it’s just a side of you I didn’t know about.” Looking pointedly at her mom’s tits, Kate gestured. “Were you embarrassed at all to have everyone stare at your tits?” Kate could see the blush that colored her mother’s face and neck, loosing itself in the redness from the sun at the top of her chest.

Jenna crossed her arms in a vain attempt to cover herself. “Katie, I didn’t have anything…”

“Sheesh, Mom.” Kate interrupted. “It’s a little late for that, isn’t it?” she continued, expertly raising and eyebrow and capturing her mother’s gaze. To her amazement, Kate watched as her mother meekly lowered her arms to her sides. Lowering her own gaze a fraction, Kate saw first-hand her mother’s nipples harden to fine points.

“Your tits are beautiful, Mom.” Kate said. “You should be proud to show them.” With that, Kate reached across the intervening distance and gently touched her mom’s erect nipple, lightly flicking it with the pad of her index finger. It sent a shiver through Jenna’s body, and Kate saw gooseflesh start to rise on her mother’s arms. “Besides,” Kate said teasingly, “It looks like you enjoy all the attention!”

Jenna was mortified. She couldn’t believe she let her daughter treat her like this, embarrass her. Silently, a series of questions bounced in her head with rapid-fire ferocity. What had come over her? Why was she still half naked; she had ample clothing now and could have gotten dressed at any time? Other than curiosity, why had she stared at Kate’s bottom? More importantly, why did she act so meek when Kate caught her? Why was she so fucking turned-on? Why was she getting even hotter with the realization that Kate knew she was so turned-on?

Jenna sighed breathily. Looking down at the nipple Kate had touched, she saw it was well and truly engorged. Without really thinking, Jenna brought up her right hand and swiped her nipple with her thumb a few times, closing her eyes as she did so.

“I guess so, baby.” Jenna whispered to her daughter. “It’s a little confusing; but then again, this trip hasn’t exactly gone off like clockwork. I’ve had to make some pretty desperate choices based on the circumstances.”

Kate could hardly believe her eyes! Not only was her mom still putting her tits on display, but she tweaked her nipple in front of her! Kate’s heart was hammering in her chest; just what the hell was her mom up to?

“Take a shower Mom,” Kate said. “You’ll feel better…I know I did.” Kate finished, remembering the wonderful orgasm she had experienced. Maybe she should tell her mom to jill-off too, release some of the tension she knew her mother was feeling. No way! As bold as Kate was feeling this evening, she couldn’t do that!

In the shower, Jenna had to admit that this whole whacked-out day had forced her to do some very strange things. She also had to admit that her little girl was right about one thing; she did get a secret thrill from exposing herself today. Not that she was an exhibitionist, at least she didn’t think so, but when she had no choice in the matter…maybe that was it. She just knew that everyone could see it in her face; see how much she didn’t want to do it, but had to anyway. Even when Kate caught her after servicing Derik, Jenna recognized the thrill; had been the biggest thrill, in fact.

Jenna’s mind was muddled and her thoughts kept going around in circles. It was too much for her to process right now. It had been a very long day and she was looking forward to a good rest. She stepped from the bathroom and saw Kate looking at her strangely.

She sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her tired feet. Kate went back to her magazine, and then switched out the light on her side.

“Night Mom,” she said sleepily.

“Night Katie,” Jenna replied drowsily. She turned off the light and shrugged out of her robe, sliding at last under the covers. Jenna thought about the meeting with Derik and his wife tomorrow; wondering what else she could possibly be asked to do; what she would be willing to do. Jenna seemed to have lost most of her inhibitions, and as fun as it had been, she couldn’t imagine herself going any further. Jenna thought about Kate’s words and considered shocking her daughter; staying topless the whole vacation! How would Katie react? A smile played at her lips as sleep overtook her.