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Chapter 4 by anonenffan anonenffan

Where will Joan go next?

Along the beach.

Joan’s first plan was to get a good idea of where on the island she was. It would be easier for her to navigate, and allow her to find her way towards one of the villages. That was where they were expected to find clues about the key.

So Joan took some steps forward, heading towards the sandy beach. She was thankful the games were held in a relatively tropical area. That meant warm weather, and plenty of sun.

“At least I won’t have any tan lines,” Joan said, walking down the sand, keeping an eye out for rock formations.

It was a very nice beach, if nothing else. The island could have made a wonderful resort. Palm trees, sunny skies, well cleaned beaches. There didn’t even seem to be a lot of sharp rocks to accidentally step on.

“They really worked on this island,” Joan said to herself, glancing around at the beautiful scenery. “I wonder where the camera’s are?”

Then she noticed something in the sand, not too far from her. Something small and black. Joan glanced around and walked up to inspect it. It was a black thong, the one the other girl seemed so happy to show off.

Joan blushed and dropped it back onto the sand. It dawned on Joan that this girl was being even bolder than her. She wasn’t simply naked, she was intentionally limiting her access to clothing.

“She’s gotta be an exhibitionist,” Joan looked around the beach, wondering if the girl was nearby, but she didn’t see her. Beating her at popularity was going to be difficult, as she could only remember most of the girls that walked away with the popularity prize were exhibitionists.

Joan was going to have to do some very lewd things to keep up with her. On the upside, seeing as how she abandoned her clothing, she likely wasn’t interested in looking for the key.

The black thong sat there in the sand, as the naked girl looked around one more time. She reached down and picked up the thong again. Joan didn’t intend on wearing it, at least not without thoroughly washing it, however, she thought to keep it, thinking it could prove useful later. Some of the villages actually took clothing as payment, be it for a hint, for food, or even a rest.

What does Joan do next?

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