Claire retaliates

It didn't take long. Alex could tell by the look on Claire's face the exact moment when her bikini came off. Claire turned to her, frowning.

"Did you do this?"

"Do what?"

"Make my top fall off?"

"How could I do that? I'm all the way over here."

"It felt like the threads just parted. Like maybe someone weakened them."

"Or replaced them with water-soluble threads?" Alex said.

"You did do it!" Claire said. "You made my top come off." A look of alarm crossed her face. "And my bottoms just went. Now I'm naked. Are you happy?"

"Yes, oddly, I am," Alex said, smiling. "I am very happy."

"Well, let me give you something to be unhappy about," Claire said. She had been edging closer to Alex during their conversation, and suddenly, she sprang. Alex had been too busy enjoying the moment to be alert for the possibility that Claire might try something. Claire was fast and had plenty of practice stripping other girls, including Alex. In a matter of seconds, she came up out of the water, holding one piece of Alex's bikini in each hand.

"Hey," Alex said, "give that back."

"No," Claire said. "You made me lose mine, I'm taking yours. I'll wear it out of the water. You'll just have to figure out how to get out of the water naked.

"Give it back," Alex said.

"No," Claire said.