Room 121 (F)

As you open the door a brilliantly bright light slowly washes over you then suddenly disappears. You look up and continue to see a bright light only to then realize its the sun. It is shining down nicely and making the soft sand beneath your toes warm and comfy. Looking around you come to the conclusion that you are heading towards the beach from a nearby parking lot. Your black hair is smooth, long, and straight all the way to the middle of your back. While your hair looks normal, your outfit is a different situation entirely. You are shocked to see that the only thing you are wearing is some sort of blue **** mini g string bikini top and bottom. It looks as if the only thing covering up your vagina and nipples are pieces of scotch tape tied together with yarn. You instinctively put your arms in front of you to cover up your practically naked chest and crotch. You hear soft giggling from behind you and then feel a hand slap hard against your right ass cheek.

"Hey, come on! You know the rules Barbie, you lost the bet so you have to spend the whole weekend wearing that." a blonde girl says while skipping past you smiling.

The blonde girl has white skin, hair in a ponytail, is wearing a bright yellow bikini, and is carrying a pink speaker. You look behind you and see three more people following her. There is a half Mexican half Japanese girl with a silver pixie bob haircut, a one piece black monokini, and carrying a basket filled with beach towels, sunscreen, and other beach related items. A black guy with a shaved head wearing purple swim shorts and holding a cooler. And lastly a white guy with a brown undercut wearing a grey swim shirt and shorts while holding a brightly colored umbrella. The silver-haired girl starts heading over towards you to say something.

"By the way Barbara, you should be careful with Kayla. I overheard that she's gunning for you." the silver-haired girl informs.

"What do you mean?" you ask.

"Well, she has slept with everyone she knows except for you and Charles. So chances are she'll probably try to trick you or something." the silver-haired girl explains.

The undercut guy with the umbrella catches up.

"Yeah Elena, I've been meaning to ask you. Why doesn't Kayla want to sleep with me?" Charles asks. "I mean I've heard rumors that she has slept with her own brothers, yet she avoids me whenever she can."

"Well maybe she actually has a crush on you. Or maybe she can't stand how filthy rich you are." Elena says accusingly.

"Hey, I earned that money the respectable way. By inheriting it from a rich dead uncle." Charles says in a joking way.

Finally the shaved head guy catches up with you.

"Yeah don't mind me. Just carrying the heaviest thing we brought for almost a mile." the shaved head guy said complaining.

"Come on Jacob, it's not that bad." Charles replied.

"Easy for you to say Mr. 'I'll Take The Umbrella'." Jacob said.

It's at this point you realized that the idle chatter your group has been doing has eased you enough that you have dropped your arms to your sides and are no longer covering yourself up. The cool breeze feels nice against your skin, and occasionally from some angles you can even feel it against your clit which gives you shivers up your spine. Kayla starts skipping back over towards the group.

"Did Jacob tell you guys about the cave yet?" Kayla asks.

"What cave?" You say curiously.

"Apparently there is a hidden cave near the beach that people try to look for but is almost impossible to find." Jacob explains. "The few people that do tend to disappear for days, or even worse are never heard from again. Me and Kayla were thinking at some point we go looking and try to find the cave ourselves."

"Or we could just spend some quality time together." Kayla says as she moves between you and Jacob and squeezes both of your butts.

"Yeah, but we can have sex with you anytime Kayla. How often can we explore a hidden cave that has a habit of disappearing people?" Jacob says.

"That is a good point." Kayla responds knowingly.

"Alright guys we're almost there." Charles informs.