ALICE Ch 324

The room is quiet, but thick with the fragrance of what has occurred.

Viv lies on her belly in the satin sheets. Beside her, Annette is on her back. The overhead lights shine brightly on their bare skin. Annette’s chest rises and falls slowly as she stares vacantly, semen bubbling from her pussy. Viv is leaking similarly.

Riley and Adella have gone.

Viv moans softly and nestles more comfortably. Annette’s eyes stay on the ceiling. Presently, Viv rises to her hands and knees with a little groan. She stretches, catlike, then sits against the headboard. There is not even the slightest indication of self-consciousness about her nudity or oozing creampie. She takes a vape from the bedside table and hits it in a businesslike fashion, then lets out a very long sigh.

She offers the vape to Annette, who takes it without a word.

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“Could do with a drink,” Glynda remarks, and it’s not exactly a complaint. One of the reasons that she and Lotte get on well is, she suspects, because they share an appreciation for quiet. Ingrid seems naturally chatty, but her English is limited. She might also have a sense of propriety, and thus some feelings about this because Glynda is her boss. To Glynda, that speaks well of her.

It’s pleasant enough, in any case.

“We will,” Lotte says with a little wave, as though it’s already taken care of. That strikes Glynda as odd, but someone’s approaching. It’s the little French brunette, and Glynda doesn’t recognize her at a glance because she’s only seen her a few times, and always wearing clothes. Her bikini is yellow with blue flowers on it. There’s nothing wrong with the suit and nothing wrong with the woman, even if Glynda can’t remember her name. But there is something wrong with her being here now.

She chirps something in French and climbs into the tub.

Lotte replies, also in French. The exchange is brief. Julieta. That’s her name. She settles beside Ingrid in a cozy, sisterly fashion.

Glynda narrows her eyes and peers at Lotte, who ignores her.

Water sloshes as Akiko Tanaka hauls herself out of the pool, dripping. She adjusts her suit and grabs her towel. Lotte’s eyes follow her as she leaves, but without much interest.

Lotte’s toe under the water startles Glynda. Lotte just nudged her, and now she’s giving Glynda a look. No words are needed: she wants Glynda to loosen up. Lotte had better not try to smoke marijuana or something. Impropriety, Glynda can overlook. Things done in public that will negatively affect the perception of the team are something else.

But Lotte doesn’t do anything problematic; she just gives Glynda another nudge, smiles, and then goes back to relaxing.