I walked into the bamboo house. The fire burning just outside the entrance was enough to keep the interior reasonably warm, the orange glow flickering across the simple bamboo walls.
Maya and Rachel followed me inside. It had already been decided that Victoria would take the first watch, and Rachel would take over later so Victoria could sleep.
The floor was only covered with a thin layer of grass. We had nothing dry to place underneath us — our original clothes were still too wet to use as bedding. We each lay down on our sides, using one arm as a pillow.
I took the spot closest to the entrance. Rachel settled in the far corner, and Maya lay between us, turning slightly toward me as she got comfortable.
After a moment, I noticed the leaf bra she wore had shifted with the movement. The overlapping green leaves had slipped downward on one side, fully revealing the upper curve of her large brown areola.
