No

He opted to redirect his attentions too setting up his beach bag and its contents onto his towel, hoping that Laylah would pull her suit up a little given some time.

As he placed the bottle of sunscreen onto his towel, he looked over and saw Laylah had sat down on the other towel next to him and was looking out at the ocean. She turned to him and said, "great weather today, we really lucked out, huh? Oh! Sunscreen! I'll be taking that." She said jovially as she wrenched the bottle from his hand.

"Hey get your own." David complained half-seriously.

"I'll pay you back for the one-eigth bottle of sunscreen." Laylah joked as she squirted some of the white goo on her hand.

David turned away and started to take off his shirt, depositing it in his beach bag, then he stood up, unzipped his jeans and began to take his pants down, revealing a set of sensibly fitted red swim trunks.

"Dude, stop, you're gunna get us arrested." Laylah teased.

David smiled and shook his head as he dropped his pants all the way and put them in his beach bag along with his shirt. He was about to ask for the sunscreen when Laylah said, "Hey man, can you help me out." David turned around and Laylah was sitting crossed-legged, gesturing to her back with her thumb.

"Oh, yeah sure." He said as he shuffled over, taking care not mess up the towels or get sand on them. When he finally got behind Laylah, David was a bit annoyed that the oblivious girl had not only realized her bikini bottoms were sunken down in the back, but he swore that they were now even lower before. Not like he got a ruler out or anything but it looked like about 2 whole inches of her butt crack were now catching some rays. He shook his head and got to work helping his friend.

He got some sunscreen out of the tube and onto his hand and began massaging it into the skin on her shoulders and the back of her neck, taking great care not let his hand jostle the straps over her shoulders and across her back below the shoulder blades. Sliding his hands under them might seem a little intimate and that's really not what he was going for today. He finished up and said, "okay all done."

Laylah stopped him, "naw man, you didn't get it all," She began reaching behind her but was unable to touch most of the the lower parts of her back with her hands, "ngh, you know how inflexible I am, dude. C'mon hurry I wanna get out into those waves!"

Dave blushed a little. It was just her lower back, but massaging the sunscreen as thoroughly as Laylah wanted meant getting his hands dangerously close to her exposed butt crack.

He carefully applied the sunscreen to the middle and small of Laylah's back, nearly sweating as he carefully avoided the cleft of awkwardness. He was nearly done when without warning, Laylah gasped and began scrambling to get up of the ground. Had he touched her crack without realizing?! There was no time too even think about it, for in Laylah's sudden hop upwards, her butt jutted back and her soft cheeks mashed right into David's face.

The incredibly awkward incident only lasted a second, and was clearly unnoticed by Laylah because she was off and running away shouting "DOG!"

"You gotta be kidding..." David said, blushing. Not only did he take two Laylah-cheeks straight to the face, but now she was careening toward a man walking a big fluffy dog with nearly half of her pale but exposed! It must have slipped down even further when she got up!