“You need to relax,” Marcia told her husband, “This is a vacation; you’re on the beach. Don’t be such a prude.”
“I get the point of Exchange Island is that you spend some time in someone else’s body,” Brett said timidly, “But I’m still getting used to this. I already feel like I’m showing so much skin; I don’t want to run around here in a bikini or anything. Maybe give me a few more days to get used to this all...”
“In a few more days we’ll be on a plane back to the mainland. You need to learn to enjoy yourself. You got a body that any number of people probably would’ve killed to have while they are here, yet you’re just so nervous about the whole thing.”
“Maybe I got this body for a reason. Maybe it’s because I DO care. I don’t know. Maybe I’m overthinking this...”
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