Ian's car: Talia, Rachel, and Corrine. Stephanie's car: Simon, Elizabeth, and Amy

I went back into the house with Simon and Stephanie just as Amy was coming down from the guest room, dressed provocatively in a black spaghetti-strap top and denim short-shorts with a pair of converse to top the look off. After seeing her buried under loose clothing for the last two weeks, it was nice to see her acting like herself again, not to mention the abundance of skin to ogle at.

After she gave me a big hug, we divided up into two cars. I was taking Talia, Rachel, and Corrine in my truck, and Stephanie was taking Simon, Elizabeth, and Amy in her station wagon. The weather looked like it was clearing up, which left us feeling good about the whole trip. The weather had been kind of crummy all week, so we were hoping that it would finally bounce back. For the time being, it looked like things would work out.

Talia was looking like a goth version of Pippi Longstocking, wearing a belly-shirt, miniskirt and knee-high boots with her long black hair in two pigtails. Rachel, now sporting purple hair, was wearing a matching tight purple t-shirt that did nothing to support her breasts as they bounced with each step. While her breasts were smaller than Talia's, they looked like a good handful, and were nonetheless mesmerizing as they bobbed around. Since Talia and Rachel were the only couple in the car, they wanted to sit together and opted to sit in the back.

"Besides," Rachel commented with a wry smile, "as far as I know, the back seats are the only clean ones."

Talia and Corrine giggled together as I grumbled to myself.

"Guess I have shotgun, then," Corrine said as she hopped into the passenger seat, looking amazing in a blue tank-top and white shorts.

"You might want to put a towel down or something," Rachel snickered from the back seat. "The seats might be sticky."

"Alright, alright," I sighed. "Amy and I had sex in the truck, we get it."

We had only just left the driveway when Rachel said, "Can we roll down a window? It smells like sex in here."

The girls broke out into hysterical laughter as I roared like Charlie Brown, flipping on the radio as I mumbled to myself.

This was going to be a long trip.