I Bet You Can't
I grumble under my breath as another girl in a skimpy bikini walks past me. Just like the other girls from earlier, she sways her hips and playfully bites her lower lip as she winks at me.
Ugh… I thought sitting in the shade off to the side of the beach would be safe, but I’m wrong.
I want to look away, but my body can’t control itself as my eyes zoom in on her ample, round breasts.
If I could turn off my body for another two weeks, I would. Why did I agree to do that bet?