Emily

While Emily is in the bathroom, you look around, trying to think of the most fun to be had. Listening at the bathroom door, you hear Emily complain "Damn, the tag is still on this one. I forgot how new it was" and a spark of inspiration occurs.
On the wall near the bathroom a window overlooks part of the rest of the resort. You wave your hand and the blind opens, revealing a couple of boys, perhaps twelve, forlornly looking down from the balcony of their room. A quick scan reveals that they'd been grounded when their mother caught them trying to perv on women at the pool area the day before.
Just as you finish finding this out, the bathroom door opens. You step aside as Emily walks out. Her lower half covered by boy short style swimpants. Shapely clinging to her her toned behind. Her head down holding the top and hurrying to her bags.
Across the way you see one boy nudge his friend and point. Both staring in the open window with grins on their faces as Emily leans down searching for something to remove the tag on her bikini top.
Finally she finds a small pair of scissors and stands up, her medium sized breasts swaying with the motion. Only then does she look across and see her audience.
Both boys break out into a cheer as Emily stands frozen for a few seconds, the situation dawning on her, before she screams, covers her chest and bolts back into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, she emerges, now wearing the black bikini top and strides over to the window drawing the blinds.
"I know those were closed before I went in," she mutters to herself. "Katy must be playing a prank. I'll have to show her"