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A sandy itch
Lauren squirmed uncomfortably, feeling an intense, itching irritation from her crotch. She realized what had happened. The sandy sock Britney had just shoved down the front of her speeedo had gotten sand all between her lips! As everyone laughed at her she tried to ignore it, but the itching was impossible to dismiss. Unable to resist anymore, Lauren frantically began scratching at her crotch.
"Look at him!" Laughed Britney's friend. "He's playing with himself!"
"Maybe he thinks he can make it grow!" Another laughed.
"I'm itchy!" Lauren said, trying to explain her frantic pelvic pawing. This just caused more laughter.
"Oh, I get it!" Britney said. "The poor little guy got sand up his speedo! Here, I better help him..."
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