Chapter 199

With the boats hooked up, lunch prep started in earnest and a bunch of the girls were chipping in, which gave me time to head back to our cabin and get a quick shower. I was feeling a little gross, not because of any one thing, but just kind of bogged down by sweat and emotion and even the sunscreen oil that I’d been massaging with. As I stood in the shower, turned as cool as I could get the water without it forcing me out, I breathed deeply and rested my head against the side of the shower stall and tried to shut off my brain.

That obviously didn’t work.

Cassidy was my priority. I had to make her that. But she wasn’t the only priority, just the main one. Becca and Wanda were big priorities now too. Ami and Leia felt like they were just a step behind, and only because they hadn’t been first.

But how did Cattie and Terra fill into that list? Both of them were quickly becoming ... I wanted to think good friends, but it was more than that. Especially with Cattie after our night together, but Terra was close on that too after all the kissing and physical affection she showed and wanted from me. I almost felt bad about ‘ranking’ the ladies in my head, but Cattie was at least as high as Becca and Wanda, and Terra was somewhere in the Leia and Ami area.

I left the shower with a freshened body, but no clearer a head space. I changed, throwing on some athletic shorts instead of the swimsuit I’d been wearing, but put on one of my Speedos under them as underwear just in case we went swimming again. I knew the girls would get a kick out of that. A simple undershirt finished the outfit and I quickly covered myself in sunscreen before heading back out of the cabin and running smack into Sherry.

She crumpled under me. Between her smaller form and her completely not expecting me to come out of the room, she couldn’t brace for me at all and I tripped up and fell on top of her. Neither of us hit the walls, and we landed fairly softly as I partially caught her and braced myself at the same time, but worry about injury was quickly out of my head.

No, the real problem was how we landed.

I was face first in Sherry’s tits. And not like, close to them, or looking at them from a few inches away. No, I face-planted. My nose was jammed into the centre of her chest and there was no doubt that she felt the scruffiness of my five o’clock shadow on her bare skin.

Now, the good thing was that she was wearing a top. The bad thing was that it was a bikini, and was covering the bare minimum.

“Oh my God, get off!” Sherry shouted, pushing at me at pretty much the exact same time as I was saying, “Holy crap, I’m so sorry.”

I got up quickly, but Sherry was pushing at me with all four limbs and as she tried to scramble backwards she caught me with a glancing blow right on my crotch.

“Oof,” I grunted, falling backwards and wheezing as my eyes immediately watered. That dull, horrible ache of getting hit in the nuts started bouncing around in my skull.

“What the fuck?” Cattie said from the doorway to her cabin.

“He fell on top of me,” Sherry said, picking herself up. “Is he drunk or something?”

“Balls,” I groaned, curling up a little and trying to take deep breaths.

“Robbie? What was that?” Cattie asked, kneeling next to me.

“She got my balls,” I grunted and exhaled heavily. “Accident.”

“You kicked him in the balls, Sher,” Cattie scolded her sister.

“Well, his face was in my tits!” Sherry said.

“What the hell is going on out here?” Heels asked, coming out of her and Wanda’s - well, her cabin.

“Sherry kicked Robbie in the balls when they crashed into each other,” Cattie said.