Grandma Has It

Anna’s eyes scanned the wide, open space of the backyard frantically. “Without the key, I’m stuck out here!” Anna thought to herself, embarrassed horror slowly gripping her. Her eyes caught sight of a small, bright light belonging to her mom’s phone. Anna’s mom had the camera pointed directly at her, and a wide grin had spread across her face.

“Mom!” Anna yelled in offense, before quickly recovering herself. Her right arm did a poor job covering much other than her nipples, and her left hand was held tightly against her womanhood to create what pitiful modesty Anna could muster. Her naked butt shined brightly in the afternoon sun, barren of any form of protection from both the elements and prying eyes. She couldn’t find words to describe how exposed she felt, with all those eyes on her completely bare body.

It took a moment for it to register with Anna that she needed to find a better way to cover herself, something beyond what her hands could shield. Her aunt had now **** out the family camera, and begun vigorously snapping photos with a playful smile on her face. A few others had noticed the hilarity was still not done, and had begun to chuckle once more at Anna’s expense.

Anna, try as she might, couldn’t find anything but the posts of the deck in front of her to shield her body. It wouldn’t cover up any more than what she currently could with her hands, but Anna knew she had to find a way to escape the cameras. With each click from her Aunt’s frantic trigger finger, Anna was reminded that her embarrassment had become immortalized in family history.

“Who locked the door?” Laura questioned curiously, shaking her head with a smile.

“Someone get the girl a towel!” Her dad yelled, shielding his eyes.

“That’s it! More to the left!” Aunt Clara joked, mimicking a professional photographer.

Anna dove behind the first support beam, a four inch board now centered in front of her womanhood. Anna realized that the board covered even less than she initially thought. Her breasts were almost completely uncovered from the front, and the areola were barely lucky enough to be concealed by Anna’s right arm. Anna realized her left hand was now free, and decided that the best role for it to fill would be in joining her right hand as a makeshift hand-bra. She wanted to find relief in her newfound cover, but the continued excitement in front of her confirmed that it didn’t lessen the embarrassment one bit.

Anna felt like she had been naked for what seemed like hours, when in fact it had barely been a minute. Aunt Clara had now circled around the post, and was snapping shots from behind. Anna’s mom soon joined her, training her camera right towards Anna. She spoke loudly to the camera as if she were an interviewer.

“...And here’s Anna! She lost her suit in the lake. Now she’s locked outside, and can’t find anything to wear. What’d you learn today Anna?” She said, a wicked smile spread across her face. Anna looked behind, and into the camera with a tomato red blush spread across her cheeks. “...Never go tubing.” She spat angrily. Anna wanted to flip the middle finger in both their directions, but restrained herself so that she could keep her breasts shielded by her hands.

Finally, Anna’s salvation arrived in the form of Laura. The key clutched in her grasp, she ran past Anna, and made short work of the lock at the door. As soon as Anna heard the resounding click of the undone lock, she sprinted towards the door, modesty thrown into the wind.

Once she was finally inside, Anna hurried back upstairs. She ran into the bathroom, and locked the door.