We set off at a reasonable pace, Scarlet running just slightly ahead of me, though maintaining a pace where she was not getting further away. Truth be told, I preferred her running ahead of me so I could watch her ass as she ran. The exertion from the run was just enough for me to stare at her behind but not have the energy for a boner to spring up in my own running shorts. Scarlet turned around after about twenty fetish minutes, looping past me before I turned to follow. Though it was not yet eight o’clock, the temperature amateur was already climbing and I could see a clear sweat line down the front of her tank top, her skin glistening with her own created moisture as she went by, smiling but breathing heavily enough that no words passed. I turned to follow her and in the remaining ten minutes, had to work incredibly hard to keep up, as Scarlet increased her pace to the point of nearly sprinting the final five minutes of our run. My own t-shirt was soaked with sweat as we pulled up into the shade of the trees, panting vigorously. “Holy shit!” Scarlet panted, then glanced at me apologetically oral for her cussing. I just shrugged it off. “It’s so hot. I don’t think I can do any more.” Sweat was pouring down the sides of her lovely face and I realized the sweat made her even sexier. “No big worries,” I assured her. “That was thirty-five minutes. Not so bad.” We were both panting, our lungs reaching for more air that seemed depleted by the temperature. “Man,” Scarlet puffed. “My heart is just racing.” “Mine too.” Without a word of warning, Scarlet suddenly reached out and placed her hand on my chest over my pounding heart, surely having the effect of making it beat even harder. “That’s nothing,” she said. “Feel this.” Before I could even register a protest – if that’s even what I wanted to do – she took hold of my hand and placed it firmly on her chest where, to be fair, her heart was beating very quickly. I tried hard not to register shock in the moment, that this was just a biological conversation we were having. Scarlet had let go of my hand and in my surprise at her actions, I realized I let my hand linger on her chest long enough that I suddenly looked at her face to see she was looking directly into my eyes with a smile. Quickly, I pulled my hand away, trying to read her face to see if she was alarmed by the length of time my hand was on her breast. “Yeah. It’s definitely beating fast.” “Must cfnm be the heat making our hearts work harder than normal,” Scarlet shrugged, as though this physical touching was nothing at all. And maybe it wasn’t – to her. But I was definitely aware of movement in my shorts and I turned away quickly, reaching down for our flip flops as a ruse to turn my back, lest my crotch stirrings were obvious. She non-chalantly slipped on her footwear and we headed back to the house, returning to the same, casually inane conversations in which we had engaged on the way down, with no mention or even awkwardness about the hands we had laid on each other’s chests. Could I have been making more of this than she intended? Was she just a kid who was open and not shy about her body and it maybe had nothing to blowjob do with sexuality? It was strange to me but kids today are much more open about things than we were at their age. We passed the rest of the day on a zip-lining adventure through the jungle canopy, the girls screaming in delight as they whizzed through the mountain-top mazes at breathtaking speeds, hanging upside down, posing for pictures, and laughing uproariously. If Scarlet felt any awkwardness after our morning run, it certainly didn’t show. Kasumi continues to search through the labs, until she finds what she's looking for. Daily a doctor and Monu come and check the girls’ hymens. 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