Yes

“Yes, please” answered Nanami laying out her own towel and herself before Sandra. The older woman knelt down next to the Japanese girl, who was rested her head on her arms.

Sandra squeezed a generous gout of lotion into her hands and rubbed between in her palms. Laying her hands on Nanami, she began the task of massaging the suntan oil into the Asian girls legs, which glistened in the sunlight as the older woman's hands glided along. The firm muscle of the Japanese girls calves and thighs pushed back against Sandra's probing fingers as she sought out knots in the flesh.

“You are good at that.” Nanami sighed as Sandra worked down to her ankles, pinching her Achilles tendon working the band between her knuckles.

“I've picked up a thing or two dear,” Sandra replied sultrily as she worked started on the Asian girls petite feet, running her thumbs up along the delicate muscle hidden between the sole. “Now do you mind undoing your swim suit so I can get your back.”

Nanami slipped a hand from under her head and reached around to pull on the drawstring keeping the top of her suit in place. As the knot fell and the Asian resumed her resting pose, Sandra ran her hands down Nanami's sides hooking into the obstructing material pulling it down to just above her buttocks. Refreshing the lotion on her hands and mounting the younger girl, the older blonde started on her back.

Thumbs ran up along Nanami's spine as she tracked the movements of Sandra's hands as they worked her muscles. Nanami could feel a warmth spreading throughout her body as the massage had an unintended effect on her. Sandra, unaware of the building arousal in the body beneath her continued her work, bottom to top, flushing as her own arousal suffused her physique.

Leaning over Nanami's prone form Sandra whispered, closely into her ear, “Would you like me to do your front?”

Nanmi pushed herself up with her lithe arms, displacing Sandra from her seat. “No, thank you.” she said as she pulled the front of her one piece up to cover her perky A cups, redoing the knot at the nape of her neck.

“Suit yourself then dear.” Sandra answered in a rather dejected voice as she returned to her own towel and lay herself upon it. Nanami gathered her things and started off the dock back towards the woods.

…

“What the hell just happened?” Asked Technician Two

“She is showing unexpected mental discipline.” Answered Technician One.

“So what now, do we dose her again?”

“Hold that thought, let's see what happens.”

…

The sounds and smells of the forest filled Nanami's senses, but they competed with another feeling coursing through her veins, clouding her thoughts and testing the Japanese girls discipline. Her mind was pulled from the surprisingly difficult task of following the trails that spider webbed around the cabin. Her mind instead was filled with the thought of blonde hair and buxom breasts, the feeling of Sandra's skin against her own uncomfortably fresh.

Nanami stopped her progress and dropped her kit to the ground, reasonably assured of her privacy, the Asian girl squatted against a tree and ran a finger along a particularly sensitive region of her swim suit. Her ministrations became more bold as she sought to work out the frustrations built up within her, massaging the delicate flesh surrounding her clit beneath the obstructing nylon.

The scuff of shoes, pulled Nanami from her aroused state, well before she could get off, as another person joined her.

“Nanami?” asked a small voice as a petite figure rounded the corner.

“Summer?” Nanami replied, standing as she resolved the approaching Czech girl. “What are you doing out here?”

“I was on a walk with...I think I'm lost.” Summer said with a slight sniffle.

“Are you alright?” Nanami inquired.

“I'll be fine.” Summer answered.

The two set off back towards the cabin, as best the still distracted Nanami could figure. The walk was mostly silent, broken occasionally by Summer's sniffling. Nanami cast occasional glances to her companion, the small European girls face streaked by tears, but remained silent.

…

“Well that's bust.” Remarked Technician One.

“Should we spice thing up a bit?”

“No, let's try someone else.”