Cute guys!

"Alright let's try the beach again," Robyn had given up trying to control the situation and decided it was best to just let Emma have her own way. Besides when there was nothing at all to eat she want to get a job quick enough. It had worked out before. No reason to think it wouldn't now.

"Your the best Rob," Emma said as she crawled inside the tent looking for the small makeup kit she kept in her backpack.

"Why is it that you aren't happy until you have been laid in every town we come to?"

Emma thought for a moment before answering, "It's because I'm a confident woman who enjoys the pleasure of sex."

"More like a silly slut with big tits," Robyn mumbled under her breath loud enough for Emma to hear causing her to lash out and punch Robyn in the arm.

"You can talk. You're the blonde bimbo here. I can't help it if you've got little tits"

It then degenerated into a playful catfight until Emma got Robyn's finger and started to pull it back forcing her to take back everything she had said and admit that she loved dicks just as much as Emma did. Robyn thought she would have learnt after the last time Emma tried that move on her during one of their play-fights.

Emma claimed the driver's seat for the trip back to the beach while Robyn sifted through the large selections of cassettes they had collected while travelling. Finding one she liked, Robyn stuck the tape in the player and the pair of them sang along, albeit poorly, as they drove.

It didn't take long to reach the beach for the second time that morning and after walking the distance to a small observatory over looking the sea Emma was exceedingly disappointed to discover that the male surfers she had seen earlier had gone. The winds had changed directions causing the waves to close out early ruining the perfect waves they had ridden earlier.

"Looks like the tides come in and they've gone Em. They should have crawled out of bed earlier like we did. Too bad, they miss out," Robyn smirked at her friend's disappointment.

"It's all your fault of course. If you hadn't complained so much about not having any breakfast we could have got to know them already," Emma argued rather preposterously.

"Or if you hadn't spent nearly an hour having a shower after we got back to the Caravan Park we could have been back here much sooner," Robyn said to switch the blame back to Emma.

"An hour! I don't think so. Besides, you know I have to shampoo the salt out of my hair each time we go surfing."

Robyn fought an internal battle to keep from laughing as Emma scanned the seafront for anything that looked promising. After a while, Emma made up her mind that she wasn't ready to give up and said, "well we can't stand here all day. How about we go somewhere to look for them?"

"All right. Where do you suggest we start looking," questioned Robyn.