Finally over

At last the boat returned to its dock and Arnold desperately got out of the seat. Britney laughed as she saw Arnold clutch his little penis and begin to run. “My shorts!” Arnold cried. “Where are my shorts?!”

“Oh, little boy,” Britney said with a smile. “Looking for these?”

Britney waved the brand new swim shorts in front of Arnold’s face and Arnold whimpered. “Please give them back. I’m naked! Everyone can see my wiener.”

“Hahaha,” Britney laughed. “You can get your shorts back but only if you do what I say, okay?”

Arnold gulped. Before he could do anything the boat full of volleyball players docked and gathered around. “Oh look it’s naked little Arnie,” Melanie said with a snicker.

“You girls know him?” Britney asked.

“Yup, he goes to our high school,” Melanie said. “Arnold Sebastian Stuart.”

“Haha,” Britney snickered at the initials. “Well, Arnold here is looking for his shorts, but he has to do something for me before he can get them back. So if you girls want to watch, you’re more than welcome to.”

Arnold gulped. “Please,” Arnold cried. “Not in front of them.”

“It’s either this or you streak back home with your hands tied behind your back,” Britney said.

Arnold gasped. Anything was better than that, right?