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Oscar, Nikola, and Storm were all speaking at the same time so it was impossible to understand what they said.
“Calm the fuck down, this is a serious matter,” Finn declared. “Did or didn’t you see a naked woman?”
“We saw nine.”
That brought Finn to his feet in a flash. “What are you waiting for? Show me the way.”
The three boys stormed out the hotel door with Finn after them. “Stay here,” Finn ordered Marco before the door shut, but the young man took one look at me and sputtered. “Not a chance.”
There was a moment of tension in the room when seven boys between the age of eleven and fourteen stared at me.
“Who wants to go swimming?” I asked and they all flew up.
We didn’t tell the women that we were going to the pool. It wasn’t on the packed schedule, and in the back of my mind I recalled something about going to a museum, but there was no museum in this world that could offer something as fascinating as the rare sight of naked women.
The pool was in the basement of the hotel, and I stopped for a moment reading the sign on the door saying:Changing Room – Men and Women.
“Are you ready?” I asked, but the push from seven eager boys behind me answered that question, and we almost fell on top of each other to get through the door first.
The boys hadn’t been lying. Inside the changing room a number of women were putting on their clothes. Two of them were still topless, but with a scared grimace in our direction they hurried up and put on their shirts.
Seeing their tits would’ve been a lot more exciting if they hadn’t been at least seventy years old.
My own disappointment was fully matched by the group of boys, whose shoulders sagged.
“Can we still go to the pool?” Plato asked after the last Motlander hurried out of the changing room.
Finn, who stood a little farther into the room than us, turned and nodded. “You can go and see the pool, and tonight when we get back from the museum, we’ll all go swimming.”
“With the girls?” Solomon asked.
“Everybody who wants to come, can come,” I announced and added, “We’ll just give the girls a head start to get in the pool. We don’t want to change at the same time.”
“But then we won’t see their bodies,” Nikola concluded. “I thought that was the whole idea.”
“Eww, I don’t want to see their naked bodies.” Nero scrunched up his face in a grimace of disgust.
“If you don’t want to see naked bodies why did you hurry down here?” Solomon asked him sarcastically.
“There’s a difference between strangers and people weknow,” Nero pointed out. Hunter instantly supported him.
“I don’t want to see my sister naked.”
“I do,” someone muttered and snickers broke out.
“You do realize,” I said calmly to the group, “that for you to see them would mean that they would see you too.”
Solomon raised his chin. “So? I’m not ashamed of my body.”
Clearly, the teen hadn’t thought this through, but I was an adult and I wouldn’t allow him to make a fool of himself when I knew perfectly well that the minute Willow walked into this changing room and started undressing, not only would he be sporting a raised mast with nowhere to hide it, but several of his friends would too – something that would no doubt create unnecessary tension between the boys.
“You won’t be changing with the girls, and that’s that! Now get your butts back to the room. We have a museum to visit.”
CHAPTER 20
Beach Life
Kya
