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Subject: {ASSM} Carrie's Vacation Adventure part 8 - the end
Date: Wed,  9 May 2001 08:10:01 -0400
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Carrie's Vacation Adventure part 8 time to go home
By:   carrie1@MailAndNews.com


Archiving permitted; reposting is permitted if you notify me 
by e-mail. No one is permitted to sell this story.

Background:

This is the wrap up of the vacation I went on a while back 
with a couple of college friends of mine. If you haven't already, 
I suggest you track down the first 7 days which have the good 
stuff. As background, this whole trip got a little wild when the 
airline lost my luggage.  I didn't have anything to wear and none 
of my friend's cloths fit. All I had was a borrowed bikini.

As I said in the opening, I was thinking about putting together 
another story from some other material I have. Before I start I 
was looking for ideas and feedback on what you liked and didn't 
like about this one in order to make the next even better.  I know 
there a lot of typos and misspelling so I'm going to find someone 
to edit it before I post it next time.



My Adventure Vacation 
Day VIII
Time to go home


   Lisa and I woke up first since we had an 11:00 flight.  We just lay in
bed and talked for a while about how sad it was to be leaving.  We talked
about the bikini contest the night before and how neither of us would soon
forget it.  When I rolled out of bed I felt the bruise on my side from the
fall off the stage.  You really couldn't see it because of my tan but I
knew it was there.  It hurt a bit but I'd live.  I also had a couple of
small scrapes on my boobs and arm from where the guys had groped me.  Lisa
got up and was about to get in the shower when I asked her if she wanted to
go down to the beach for one last swim.  She complained of a little
hangover and told me to go ahead.

   I decided to call the airline to make sure our flight was leaving on
time and to find out what I needed to do to file a claim for my bag.  I
figured if they hadn't found it by now it was gone forever.

   After finding out that the flight was still on time I was connected to
someone about how to make a claim for my bag.  I then called our friend
Sandy back home and reminded her that she had agreed to pick us up.  She
told us about all the snow.  That really made me feels good about going
home.  I reminded her to bring our coats since we had left them with her
when she dropped us off.  I briefly told here about parts of the trip and
my lost bags.  All she kept saying was Oh my God and I don't believe it. 
We said we tell her all about it when we got there.  She said she couldn't
wait.

   While I was standing there naked, Barbara and Jane came out and started
looking through the refrigerator for something to make breakfast.  We
didn't have much left so we decided to go down to the cafe for a final
island breakfast.  I through on my shorts and top and off we went to the
caf for breakfast.

   Everyone was sad that we had to go.  After breakfast we had some time so
we walked around the resort one last time.  Everyone else needed to go back
to the room and finish packing.  I said I really didn't have anything to
pack so I told them to go ahead and that I was going to walk down the beach
a bit.  I still wanted to go for one last swim but hadn't brought my suite
or towel down with me.  After a bit I decided to take a dip anyway.  After
everything else taking my cloths off one last time wasn't that big a deal.
I placed my shirt and shorts on one of the chases and ran down to the
water. There weren't many people there yet so it wasn't like the other
times anyway.  I swam for a bit but since I wasn't exactly sure what time
it was, I though I had better head back.

   I didn't want to get my cloths wet since I was probably going to have to
wear them home so I just carried them as I walked back towards the resort.
As I approached the resort I asked the towel lady for a towel.  I wrapped
it around me and made my way back to the room one last time.

   When I got there everyone was just about finished with there packing. 
Lisa told me I had better hurry up so I jumped in the shower to cleaned up.
When I came out of the shower I asked Lisa where my long sleeve shirt was.
It was time to face the reality of going home.  I looked around but
couldn't find it.  Lisa though she had packed it along with the bra I had
worn down.  She said we'd find them when we got home.  I complained that
the shorts and top were fine down here but I'd freeze when I got home. 
Everyone else had long sleeve shirts and jeans on and looked over dressed
for the island.

   All I had was my T-top, which left my belly exposed, and my shorts that
I had made from my jeans earlier; and my sneakers.  I didn't even have a
bra or panties on.  Talk about traveling light.  Well I guess it was a
fitting way to end this trip.  Might as well enjoy it as long as I could.

   Lisa put her bags outside the door for the bell staff to pick up and we
headed down to the lobby.  The four of us just sat there waiting for the
shuttle to take Lisa and I to the airport.  When it was ready to go we said
good-bye to Barbara and Jane telling them we'd call later tonight to make
sure they made it back.  It was sad to leave.

   It was about a half hour ride to the airport and luckily the shuttle was
air conditioned, unlike the cab we had arrived in.  The gate agent at the
airport kind of did a double take when he looked up at me.  I guess I was
showing through the top a little more than I though.

   I asked about filing a claim for my luggage.  I ended up talking to the
same guy that I spoke with over the phone, the guy I could hardly
understand.  I filled out some more paperwork and he said I'd receive a
check in about 2 weeks if my bag didn't show up first.  I complained that
it had ruined my vacation and eventually he gave me a voucher for a future
flight.  That was pretty cool and kind of made up for the aggravation. 
Lisa asked me if she could get one so we could come back.

   The flight to Miami was uneventful.  We had a planned hour and a half
layover so we just hung out and wait for our next flight.  We weren't in a
hurry to get back to the snow anyway.  The snow back home was causing a lot
of problems and our flight ended up being delayed more like 4 hours.

   Now that we weren't in the islands any more, I was a little more
conscious of how I was dressed.  I just sat there and talked to Lisa trying
not to be seen.  We were just hanging around by the gate when a couple of
guys who had been staring at us for a while came over and started talking
to us.  They were younger than Lisa and I but we had nothing else to do so
we sat and talked while we waited.  They commented on my tan and I though
Lisa was going to blab about my antics on the trip but I stopped her and
changed the subject.  The only problem was that they kept starting at me.
Actually they were staring at my boobs.  It's a little uncomfortable when
your having a trying to have a normal conversation and the person your
talking to isn't making eye contact.  After a while it got stupid it was so
obvious.  I felt like just pulling the shirt over my head and saying does
this help your view, but binging in a public airport I thought better of
it. I decided just teasing would be more fun.  I pretended to be getting
stiff stretched my arms out over my head which pulled the bottom of the
shirt up to just below my boobs.  The guy that was talking stuttered mid
sentence and forgot what he was saying.  That got a giggle out of Lisa. 
After a little while I was getting sick of them and suggested to Lisa that
we get something to eat.  Before I got up though I had to put my sneaks
back on since I had taken them off to get more comfortable.  As I bent over
to tie them everyone stopped talking.  I didn't look up but was sure they
were all looking down the front of my shirt.  Bent over the way I was and
without a bra I was certain they saw everything.

   Lisa and I walked around and got something to eat before getting back on
the plane.  I got a couple of stares as I got on the plain since it was
obvious I didn't have a bra on.  We settled into our seats and the next
stop was home and the snow.

   When we arrived we felt the cold right away as we walked up the jet way.
My nipple hardened up as soon as they hit the cold air.  Now they really
stood out in the thin top.  As I walked down to the baggage claim I really
like every eye was on me.  Luckily Sandy was there waiting with our coats.
I only wish I had remembered to tell here to bring me a pair of long pants.

   We waited for Lisa's bag and started to tell Sandy about the trip.  She
couldn't believe I went the whole week without buying more cloths.

   We grabbed Lisa's back and headed to Sandy's car and that's when the
cold air hit us.  Oh my God was it cold.  It was about 26 degrees and
windy. The wind was blowing the snow around which made it even worse.  I
couldn't believe I was out in that cold in a pair for shorts.  I tried the
old mind over mater and it worked to some extend but it was still freezing.
Once we got back to the dorm we still had to walk about a block and a half
from were we had parked.

   Back in the dorm Sandy and her roommate Nichole came over and we started
to tell them about the trip.  They couldn't believe I actually went naked
so Lisa told me to go ahead and show them my tan.  So right there in the
room, I took off my top and shorts and gave then a spin.  They couldn't
believe it, not a tan line anywhere.  I finished with the details as Sandy
invited a couple of the other girls from the floor over so I stayed naked a
little longer.  Not that big a deal anymore after a week of it.  Lisa said
she can't wait to see the expression on Sue face when she we compared tans.

   The next day I wore a really light colored outfit to class to show off
my tan.

   I couldn't believe the number of complements I got even from people I
didn't know that well.  Lisa embarrassed me a couple of times by telling
people to ask me about my tan lines.  Before long people that weren't even
in the original conversation came up to me asking "what's the store about
your tan lines?" Each time forcing me to tell a little more about the trip.

   Swim team practice was the most fun.  Lisa wanted me to just walk out to
the pool without my suite so no one would miss it but there was no way I
was doing that around people I knew.  I changed where no one could see me
and walked out to the pool like normal.  Everyone on the team noticed my
tan right away.  You could see the white stripes on Sue and the other
girls. They just stared at me trying to get a glimpse of mine.  For once
Lisa kept her mouth shut and we kept them guessing.  Again a couple of
girls complemented me on my tan.  I avoided any comments about tan lines
though.  I saved my surprise till after we finished and went to change. 
Sue's jaw dropped when she saw me in the shower.  I didn't event bother
with the towel as we walked back to our lockers and told everyone about the
trip.

The end


Well as they say, That's all folks.  Hoped you enjoyed it as much as I did.
It brought back lots of memories.  I've been thinking about writing
another story sometime but I'd like some feedback on this first.  I'm
also need an editor to help correct the typos and miss spellings.
 
Carrie

Carrie1@MailAndNews.com

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