Behave

Emma swallowed hard and closed her legs.

What the hell is wrong with me? She wondered.

She looked around desperately wishing she had a book to hide behind like when she caught the attention of the wrong guy at a normal beach. Finding no relief, she braved a glance back at the lake.

Nice guy or not, her uncle had at least let her get away with the flash of bikini crotch. He had gone back to rinsing off, giving Emma time to lay back down and try to get passed her embarrassment.