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She was giggling excessively at Caleb who was being overly friendly, boarding on the line of flirtatious with her. I couldn't help but wonder why Kenzie had made friends with her in the first place, they were so different. My attention moved over to Kenzie, she was in a simple black bikini, the first one I had ever seen her in. I had overheard Caleb talking her into wearing it after she had told him she didn't think she could 'pull it off'. I couldn't imagine why she was so insecure, she was a natural-born beauty. Caleb swam over to the redhead and playfully splashed at her.

Following their gaze, the water bottle I was holding dropped onto the sand beside my feet. “Green?” I murmured out loud, watching the girl I can’t even recognize from afar to be my P.A. She was wearing a skimpy black string bikini, which leaves nothing for the human imagination. There are perfect curves in her body in the right places. Her boobs are definitely not DD, but she’s not A too. Those perfect breasts would fit in my hands just right. What the fuck?

The beach party kicked off right as the sun started setting. The whole villa complex had gone all out—tiki torches flickering along the sand, a local band playing reggae covers, long tables loaded with grilled food, cocktails, and ice buckets full of beer. Mom and Dad were in their element, already chatting with another couple from Ohio and dragging us into pictures. Riley looked dangerous in that short white sundress. Thin straps, low neckline, and the hem barely reaching mid-thigh. No bra. Every step made her tits move under the fabric.

BIG KAI The white girl is wearing a red bikini but holding Lil Kai closely like he could cover her body. She being shy or insecure? That's funny for someone fucking her boss's son. I sipped my drink as I watched her walk, heading towards the same spot of the pool she had stood up from. I took in how long her legs are. Her curves. Her ass. Not my kind of fat ass. Not that small either. Not flat like some white girls I have seen so far.

Beautiful, she thought, still trying to hold on to that limbo. After a few minutes, she was finally awake enough to stand and start preparing for the beach. Flinging the curtains aside, linda let the sun warm through her before heading toward the closet to find the perfect bikini and cover-up combo. The white bedazzled two-piece might be too flashy, and her new brown one didn’t really go with her hair, so linda decided on her new kelly green bikini that would definitely flatter her hair and maybe even her eyes. She threw on her favorite beach cover-up, a pink and green polka-dotted strapless dress she picked up last summer, and flip-flops to prevent from seeming too fancy. After a look in th

I climbed, careful and quiet. And there they were. The trio. Music played from a portable speaker. Rebecca, short and explosively curvy, her one-piece struggling to contain what I now knew were legendary H-cup breasts. Anna, tall and willowy with a dancer's grace and a smile that could melt ice. And Daisy, golden and confident in a tiny green bikini.

I shoved off the twinge of jealousy I felt and then bypassed the unease that tugged at my stomach when it dawned on me that I was now the seventh wheel on the Lesbo-Express. I settled on a chair nestled within the group and stripped down to my suit and laid out my towel, still not having been introduced to the newest clan member at Tribal Council. "Damn, Giselle. Is that dental floss?" Beck's voice was louder than it needed to be to address the six other people sitting within spitting distance. Still standing, I glanced down at my navy-blue bikini. "It's new, do you like it?" "Where's the rest of it?" Beck was hardly one for modesty.

It looked like it belonged in a music video… or on Jay’s I*******m, not mine. I’d changed into a white two-piece bikini layered under a sheer, gold-toned beach dress. Not trying to prove anything. But I didn’t exactly mind the effect either. Liam noticed. He didn’t say anything, but his gaze dragged across me once, and it lingered. Slow. Assessing. Kelvin whistled low. “Remind me again. How are you still single?” “Maybe I’m just picky.” “I like that in a woman.” Jay was already in party mode, calling for drinks and setting up the speaker. Sophia dragged Linda into a mini selfie shoot. I snapped a few pictures myself and sent them to my mom and Lisa, proof that I was still breathing.

Of being watched when you’re already drowning. Later that night, my phone buzzed. Group chat: “Boarding Bitches 💋” Janelle: Heard Ms. Kohli called her in for the “S-word” talk lol Trisha: Damn. Already? Didn’t even peg her for that type. Kaira: She wears those tight skirts for a reason lmao Janelle: Tell Nick to stop drooling 😂 Trisha: Or is it someone older 👀👀👀 Janelle: DEAD.