Follow the river

“Maybe along the river first,” you finally say. “It offers good orientation and we have a wider view.”

The two of you follow the river for several hours. Most of the time you remain silent and listen attentively. The vegetation around the river has become somewhat denser with bushes and shrubs. Just as you are about to ask Tom if you might like to try and catch a fish to satisfy your hunger, he pulls you behind one of the bushes. “I think I saw some women up ahead...”

Bit by bit, you stalk closer until you stay hidden behind a bush close to the water of the river. “You're right,” you whisper to Tom, who is fumbling nervously in the thin branches of the bush.

“And do you notice anything interesting here?”

You risk a cautious glance: It's a brunette and two blondes who appear to be washing their feet. One of the two blondes is blessed with an amazing rack, while the other has rather small, firm breasts. “Well, so...”

“There are three of them,” Tom clarifies. “And that's not allowed!”

You hadn't really thought of that. “Okay, but surely the supervisors who are monitoring our competition here will take care of that somehow.”

“Well, we've been watching them for a while now and nothing's happened,” Tom points out as he fiddles with his bracelet.

“Maybe that rule only applies to combat situations,” you ponder.

“Alright, then let's see...” Tom stands up and walks towards the three women.