Peter on his way to the bathroom

Kathryn finished up in the bathroom, and opened the door to see a smirking, nude Sandy.

"Talking to yourself in the morning?" Sandy asked.

"Only the last bit!" Kathryn replied.

Sandy spied the phone in Kathryn's hand. "Naughty, naughty," she said. "Party rules are take calls out back."

"Ooh, I forgot," Kathryn said. Her cheeks colored.

"You get a pass if you tell me who you call when you're peeing," Sandy said.

"You know my friend Jasmine?" Kathryn said.

Sandy grinned. "From what you were telling us, she is the kind of person who would not mind one bit if she knew what you were up to. Bernie's mom Joyce is the same way."

"Yes, I think they'd get along great," Kathryn said. "She was really worried after I left a message about the ship having an accident. So I had to explain everything was really all right. More than all right. I told Jas how we were finishing the vacation, and now she wants to come out and join us."

"Okay by me," Sandy said. "Ask Jim and Sally." She shrugged her shoulders.

Seeing Sandy's breasts bounce, Kathryn said, "My, aren't you perky in the morning?" Unable to resist, Kathryn brought her hand up to massage Sandy's right breast.

Sandy sighed melodramatically, "It's a curse!" she answered as they leaned towards each other for a morning kiss, that quickly dissolved into a make out session against the door to the bathroom.

"At it already, huh?"

Kathryn and Sandy looked up sheepishly to see Peter's smiling face.

"I kinda need to be over on the other side of that door," Peter said.

"I was here first," Sandy protested.

"But you weren't using it," Peter complained.

"Okay I will now," Sandy said.

"Not so fast," Peter said. "Rock-paper-scissors?"

"Ro-sham-bo. Okay."

Sandy held out a fist. Peter matched it. They bumped their knuckles together gently. "One, two, THREE!" they chanted.

Scissors from Peter.

Scissors from Sandy.