Chapter Seven
The black girl was sitting naked on the edge of her bunk. Her left hand was resting lightly on her left knee. Her right elbow was braced against the inside of her right knee, and she was slowly curling a heavy dumbbell. Bent over as she was, her latisimus dorsi flared like a cobra’s hood, and her biceps rolled up into a hard ball with each contraction. On the bed beside her, a stunning blonde, also naked, was lying on her belly with her chin in her hands reading a Hollywood gossip magazine. Neither one of them looked up when Button and Jenny entered the bunkhouse.
“The bed at the end is vacant, and mine is right next door” said Button. “The view sucks, but you will find that all you do in here most of the time is sleep anyway.”
There was no view, Jenny noticed. The wood fr
