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"Fuck, should we be here?" Ginger asked as she and Lyn walked across the lobby of the posh spa retreat in uniform.
"Yeah, and try not to swear so much in public," Lyn said strolling up to the front desk, "Can we get a twin room for the next ten days?"
The receptionist looked up at the two girls, "certainly, I just need your ID and swipe here please."
The girls swiped their IDs and credit over the machine.
"Perfect," the receptionist beamed, "Room 1341."
"Great, where can we go shopping?" Lyn asked.
"We have a couple of little shops, and a mall a little way down, the taxis can take you, have you just passed out?" she asked.
"Yep," Ginger nodded.
The receptionist nodded as she worked on the computer, "may I suggest a massage first?"
"Oh shit, yes that sounds fucking great!" Lyn gushed.
Ginger laughed, "what happened to the not swearing rule?"
The receptionist blushed at the coarse language.
Laughing the girls waved goodbye to the receptionist and found their room.
"Nice," Ginger said as they entered the room.
"Yeah, what time is inspection do you think?" Lyn asked.
Jumping on the bed Ginger bounced up and down, "fuck inspection," she laughed.
Arm in arm they walked back down to get the massage. Hanging up their uniforms, Ginger shrugged as she caught herself making sure her uniform was hung so it wouldn't crease.
Naked they sat on the massage tables swapping boot camp stories.
The door opened, and two male masseuses walked in.
"Oh my!" one gasped seeing the two girls sitting unabashed at their nudity, months of training had stripped them of a sense of modesty. Looking at each other the girls dissolved into fits of giggles.
The other sighed at his colleague, "normally the client is face down on the table."
"Ok, I can do that," Lyn said pushing Ginger off the table rolling onto her front.
Ginger laughed as she got onto her own table.
"I don't know if I should massage you or just get a meat tenderiser from the kitchen," the masseuse said working oil into his hand.
"Ginger knows how to take a good hard pounding," Lyn laughed.
The two masseuses started work on the girl's muscles working the knots out, the girls groaning as they slowly dissolved under the luxurious pressure.
"Why not have a sauna?" suggested the masseuse as he finally stopped.
"Yeah, cool," Lyn purred half asleep.
"We also have a range of treatments available here, and I'd be delighted to give you a massage tomorrow, ask for Carlos," he said.
"Yeah might do," Ginger said pulling herself sleepily off the table, Carlos held out a thick white robe to her, shrugging it on her led the girls too the sauna. Hanging the robes up the girls sat in the sauna.
"Fuck me, that was so fucking good," Ginger said running her hands over her bald head.
"Yeah that was good, I see your tits came in," Lyn sighed leaning back.
Ginger looked down, she was surprised to see she was bigger than she remembered, "I hadn't noticed."
"I noticed," Lyn said softly licking her lips.
Ginger ran her hands up her body, cupping her breasts, smiling she looked at Lyn, "how much bigger do you think they are?"
Lyn sild over to Ginger and cupped Gingers breasts, "wow, I guess maybe a whole cup size, I can hardly get them in my hands. What size were you before?"
"Just about a B," Ginger sighed.
"You've got to be a C now, at least," Lyn said cupping and fondling Gingers breasts.
"Are they nice?" Ginger asked self-consciously.
"Babe, they're fucking lovely, I'm jealous," Lyn said flicking Gingers nipples.
"Yeah but, yours are still bigger," Ginger said stroking Lyn's breast.
"Thanks, but yours are so firm," she said squeezing them gently, "and your nipples." Lyn flicked them with her tongue making them instantly stand up. She lent down and nuzzled into her breasts kissing the soft skin.
Ginger moaned, "I'm not going to have sex with you in here."
"You are going to have sex with me though," Lyn purred.
"Maybe," Ginger said pulling away from Lyn's grasp and relaxing in the steam.
"Cunt tease," Lyn laughed, Ginger dipped her fingers in the water and flicked it at Lyn making her squeal.
Ginger luxuriated in the shower, the water washing the past few moths off her, she felt cleaner than she had in years.
"Get a blonde wig,' Lyn said as she rubbed lotion into her claves.
"I'm brunette," Ginger said wiping the water off her face.
"I can see that," Lyn laughed pointing at Ginger's bush.
"Fuck you," Ginger said flicking Lyn with a towel.
"I'm getting mine lasered off, drove me mad when it was growing back during basic, want to do yours too?"
"Yeah that was fucking annoying, yeah lets," Ginger said rubbing the free lotion into her skin loving the way it made her glow.
Pulling on the robe Lyn walked out, "I wonder if I can get Carlos to do you."
"You are such a fucking perv," Ginger laughed as they walked through the spa.
"Guilty, and you're going to be going down on my nice smooth pussy later," she giggled, Ginger laughing with her.
"Cocktail time," Lyn said waving two bottles in the air, roughly she poured them into the two glasses.
"What the hell sort of cocktail is that? Ginger said adjusting the blonde wig she'd purchased after they'd finished the beauty treatments, both girls totally hair free from the neck down.
Lyn shrugged, "I call it a fucking bad idea."
"Yeah it looks it," Ginger said eyeing the glass Lyn handed her cautiously.
"Come on, put your shoes on, you have to drink cocktails wearing heels, it's the law!"
"Fine," Ginger said stepping into her heels, Lyn copied her, they clinked glasses and took a sip.
