(The story picks up when Samantha joins TJ and Emma on a vacation road trip. Emma has ongoing relationships with both Sam and TJ.)
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Sam and I had approached Emma and told her of my idea for the three of us to travel together. Her reaction was even more enthusiastic than I thought it would be. She excitedly hugged us both and her joy was infectious as we all happily walked arm in arm back to the camper. Even Dex sensed something good had happened as he jumped around us barking and yelping.
Ten minutes later our joint trip began ... the girls sat in the two-person front bench seat while I drove. Dex sat between us on the floor and buried his head in Emma's lap looking for an extra-long ear scratching ... he seemed even happier than I was to have his new friend back.
We drove for a couple of hours before stopping at a roadside café to discuss our travel plans. Emma and I could tell Sam was still confused about how we would all sleep comfortably in the somewhat small looking space.
"It's bigger than it looks," Emma said to her friend.
"Yeah, that's what he said earlier," Sam replied looking over at me before glancing back at the camper. "What do you do ... just clap your hands and it grows inside?" she added sceptically.
"Pretty much ... but you don't need to clap your hands." I casually answered.
"What he said!" Emma agreed and smiled. "You'll find out soon enough," she laughed and took Sam's hand, pulling her towards the café.
"Jeez, secrets already! I hope the two of you aren't going to be this annoying all the time." Sam scoffed shaking her head in dismay.
"Probably." Emma replied.
"What she said." I joked smiling.
"Grief ... can I still back out of this traveling deal?" Sam sighed in mock desperation.
"No!" Emma and I replied together.
We spent an hour planning the next few months travel. I had a number of places I wanted to visit on my unusual house tour and the girls had tourist sites they wanted to see. After a lunch of fresh fish and sweet potato fries we resumed our trip in high spirits anticipating a good time ahead.
Mid-afternoon I pulled off the road at a mountain lookout. Sam and Emma got out to take pictures. As I sat on a rock and watched them I finally had a chance to really look at Sam. She was about the same height as Emma, 5' 6" although her figure was a little fuller. I'm not great at guessing breast sizes but I reckon Sam was at least an inch bigger, maybe a 34C. The most striking difference between them was the length and color of their hair ... Emma's was long and blonde while Sam's was black and cut short in a spiky pixie style. They had a similar tanned brown skin color, but I could tell Sam's was more natural, probably a result of her southern European heritage ... Italian would be my guess as her last name was Russo. Both girls were strikingly beautiful and I took great pleasure at watching them clamber over the rocky terrain showing off their long-tanned limbs as they posed for photos.
We reached our first camping spot late-afternoon, a coastal bay called Isolation Cove. It certainly lived up to its name as we were the only ones in the small rustic camping ground. There was no staff on site, just an honesty box at the gate with a sign asking campers to deposit $5.00 per person for each night they stayed. For that donation we got to use the meagre facilities which consisted of a small toilet block and a faucet for water attached to the side of a large concrete water tank ... another sign told us to boil the water before using it for cooking or drinking.
I parked the camper at the far end of the small grassy reserve as close to the beach as we could get.
Our number one priority was a swim. It had been a muggy warm day and the camper didn't have a very efficient cooling system in the cab ... so we were all a bit sweaty and hot. The girls were both wearing their bikini's under their clothes so they just stripped of the outer layers and headed straight for the water. Dex bounded off after them, barking excitedly. I stayed behind and spent a few minutes setting up camp. I expanded the camper's indoor space by sliding out the kitchen and living areas. I also opened up the back door and lowered the fold out deck, then set up the barbecue and put out some folding camp chairs. When I was finished I changed into my swimsuit and headed out to join the girls.
We swam around in the chilly water for fifteen minutes before getting out and heading to some flat rocks to dry off. Emma was wearing the small white bikini which I had come to admire over the last week. In contrast Sam wore a little red outfit and it accentuated her curves in all the right ways ... she was indeed a beautiful young woman.
As we lay in the sun both girls removed their tops so I was treated to the sight of four lovely breasts. As I had guessed earlier Sam's boobs were bigger than Emma's. They were the same color as her body and no tan lines were visible.
"I wish I had your natural skin color." Emma remarked looking at Sam. "I hate having tan lines."
"Hey, I think tan lines are quite sexy." I said in her defence, looking over at the nice pair of boobs beside me.
"So mine aren't as sexy then? That's disappointing." Sam said pouting.
"Ah ... no of course they are ... I mean ... they're great." I was slightly embarrassed at having to comment on the breasts of a woman I had just met.
"She's just teasing TJ." Emma sighed and gave Sam a nudge in the ribs.
"You look so cute when you're embarrassed though." Sam said with a cheeky wink and a smile.
I lay back down and could tell the warm flush in my face was not from the heat of the sun.
"Sam, takes a bit of getting used to." Emma remarked glancing toward me. "It' taken me ten years to figure out her warped sense of humor."
"Damn it! You've finally figured it out." Sam exclaimed in mock horror. "I'll have to be more outrageous from now on."
"Oh, please. If you were any more outrageous you'd be in the circus." Emma replied shaking her head.
"Come on you're not exactly a shrinking violet either. I seem to remember you stripping off recently and flashing a room service guy."
"You did what! When?" I exclaimed looking over at them.
"She stripped off and let the room service guy feel her boob last night." Sam offered in reply to my query.
"Last night, good grief! I leave you for one night and you become a hotel stripping floozy! What else happened in my brief absence?" I exclaimed in mock astonishment.
"If I told you, you wouldn't believe me." Emma retorted in a seductive tone.
"I don't think he would." Sam agreed smiling.
They stood and headed back for the camper leaving me open mouthed and wondering if they were joking or not. I lay in stunned silence for a few minutes, my debauched mind running through different scenarios of what could have happened. Finally I rose and walked slowly back to the camper.
"Bloody hell! You weren't joking about this thing getting bigger!" Sam declared as I entered the back door.
I smiled at her wide-eyed astonishment.
"And that's not everything," Emma announced dramatically as she pulled the queen-sized murphy bed out from the wall. "Ta Da!"
"OK, now I'm really impressed."
"Two sleeping areas." Emma confirmed as she pulled the curtain back hiding the bed over the cab.
"And I get to choose who sleeps where! Right TJ? "Sam looked squarely at me..
"Ah, yeah right." I agreed. "That was the deal."
