Public Nudity / Beach / To the Beach House
You gratefully accept the boys' invitation to slip away from the crowds. The four of you, Brutus bounding about in circles, head back to JayJay's Dad's beach house, keeping the dunes between you and too many direct observers. You left the house looking to be seen, even to be seen naked, but too many people looking at your naked body at once gets your heart racing and makes your head feel light.
The beach house turns out to be mostly glass-walled, with a massive deck and an infinity pool. JayJay's dad clearly has money...and is also not home.
Thomas hesitates as you slip past him through the door he is holding open, then asks: "Do you want...me to get you a towel or anything, Kiki?"
"Yes please, I..." you say, the words leaping unbidden to your lips before you remember that you have already skipped school for this, and been seen by dozens of beach goes. You promised yourself you would commit to this idea and you decide that now, in this house, you feel safe enough to continue. "No," you insist firmly. "I am fine."
Thomas smiles, but not half as much as JayJay does.
"Awesome," JayJay interjects. "You are a cool, chick, chika. Do you want a beer?"
Brutus, only slightly calmer after his walk, nuzzles your bare thigh as you contemplate your answer. At 12 years old, you've never had a beer.
You answer: