Let's go home.

"Mom let's go back to the beach, we'll need time to dry and go home, we'll wait the rest in our backyard. We can't risk missing the locksmith." I propose.

"You are right sweetie, time flies when you have fun." She replies.

As we swim back to our secret beach I notice something is very wrong.

People.

About a dozen teenagers of both sexes are now laying on towels, playing with a beach balloon or swimming on our private beach.

I'd bet my ass that it can be explained by Vanessa's attitude after leaving us.

"Mom there are people on the beach we can't go out!" I tell her.

"Of course we can go out, there's room for everyone. " she replies.

"Mom they will see us naked, those boys are from my school. I can’t let them see le like that, I won't survive the humiliation." I tell her.

"Oh sweetie you have a perfect body, nothing to be ashamed of. But if you insist there are only 3 ways." She says.

"We can go out together showing them that we are not ashamed of our bodies, I can go out alone and go fetch your clothes back. There is a last option, there is somewhere else we can go out but you won't like it." She says.