First week almost up, two to go.
While we have been watching a lot of basketball the last two days, we always found some time to take the boat out. It is not so much fun as it was last year. There are a lot of boats out, and most of the people out there have cameras. The girls are afraid not so much that they will kend up in a personal collection, but on the internet or on some sort of Girls Gone Wild copy cat site or video or something. So, all thier suits stay on, but we float around and they drink beer. Boat police cops have stopped by twice, to give me the breathalyzer. I do not drink a drop before going out, so it is not a problem. They have no interest in checking the girls, just telling me not to have a beer, and not to let the girls behind the wheel.
There are lots of topless women. Lots. They all have pasties, which keeps them legal. And g strings or thongs. Today, less women had the pasties, perhaps they ran out, or just decided it was about time to go back to school. A few without bottoms. Of course, I have that at the pool all day. Megan just took off her bottoms today, she just finished menstruating. Since we no longer have the house at Cabo, I convinced all the girls to bring towles to sleep on. I still spend a lot of time looking at Claire, who reminds me that women do have pubic hair. Wendy is growing hers back as well, for about two months.
The only problem is that we have to leave. Also, Claire could not find a bong for less than $60, which she would not pay for as a two week tool. Not a problem for Aisha or I, nor for Courtney and Megan, who prefer to share a joint. Claire, however, was a bit annoyed, until she was about half way through her White Widow Chronic mix joint. Then she was all right.