Who needs boyfriends
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Me and my roommates had recently broken up with our boyfriends. Not long after, they sent us free tickets to a resort, no doubt in an effort to try and win us back. We all went without them. It was amazing. The only catch was that we all had to get some shot, but then we could go wherever. There was a beautiful private beach right where we were staying. As we went to go lay out on the sand in our bikinis, we noticed there were signs that said Stealth Control all around the perimeter. “What do you suppose that means?” I asked as we passed them. I suddenly felt a tingle in my brain. I was about to ask another beachgoer, but she was busy rubbing lotion all over her body. Like, ALL over her body. I realized several people here were naked! My friends had decided to join them apparently, cause they’d both pulled their tops down. Not wanting to be left out, I did too. Then an idea tumbled out of my mouth. “Let’s set up a camera before we fondle these titties, that way we’ll have something to remember this by.” We felt each other up for a long time. Before we headed back to our rooms, I sent the video to my ex. It was the least we could do since they’d sent us to this great resort.