Getting ready for the beach the first day, Samantha proudly showed off her new bathing suit. It was a cute one piece that looked like a two piece from the back. It was held together by strings. She turned around and her butt crack was showing, so we told her to tighten the strings. Perfect. Ass covered.
We got to the beach and someone noticed that her left boob had fallen out. She got it back in place. Fine. A little later the right breast made an appearance. After an hour of this Carrie asked what size this bathing suit was. Six. Carrie accused Samantha of buying it in the childrens' section. Samantha started thinking that she may have.
By the end of the day, Miranda and Charlotte went back to the condo. Samantha convinced Carrie to stay on the beach a little longer and engage in one more "refreshment". It wasn't hard to convince to Carrie to do so, plus it was flip time. Carrie was lying on her stomach, propped up on her elbows when Samantha, who was standing directly in front of her, proudly announced, "I think I figured this damn bathing suit out! Look! My ass AND my boobs are in place!" Carrie, who was at the exact perfect level for a scarring visual, said, "Yes but it's totally up your hoo-hoo and your pubes are hanging down to the sand. Jesus! Your could rake the beach with that thing!!! One or two walks up and down the beach and you could save the tax payers some money. Give me any good shells you find."
Later, Samantha said she was gonna throw the suit away and Carrie suggested that she just give it to a second grader.
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