See front desk for details. “Now that sounds interesting,” Dyanne commented after we both read the sign posted in the lobby near the hotel’s reception desk. “What do you think?” she asked, her eyes lighting up with mischief. “Wanna say bye-bye to the Blue Bay Club and hit this adults-only resort?” “I saw the brochure, Dy,” I said, shrugging. Our first night in Cancún, we’d seen the brochure for the hotel’s sister resort and had giggled over its contents. “Naked pool games. Topless women everywhere. I’m not sure about that.” I was even less sure that I wanted to leave this resort because I’d spotted a guy I was interested in, a guy I wanted the chance to get to know. “You don’t have to get naked, Marissa.” Dyanne rolled her eyes as if to say I was a prude. “I think it will be a fun resort. A chance to be a little uninhibited, which we can’t do at this place with all the kids around.”
