The drive had been long and hot, the beat up minivan they had rented to make the journey from Arizona to Texas had lived a good life and was more than ready to be put out to pasture. Add on top of that, four college kids and the smell in the van was enough to knock even the most resilient of sniffers on their butt. Over one-hundred miles ago the “fun” car games Britney had brought along were starting to feel like a new circle of hell. When the heat got so bad the girls began to strip down the men were convinced they were really being punished for their sins.
“Britney, babe, you’re killing me.” A tall, sandy-blond guy said from the front seat.
“What? You boys have had your shirts off for hours. Jenna and I are melting back here, besides, my swimsuit is starting t...
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