Anne-Marie enters the tent

Anne-Marie Patchett, the beautiful blonde homecoming queen and head of the Pinkwhistle High cheerleading squad, stopped short as she entered the tent.

"Well, well, well," she said. "Two bathing beauties. And look who they are!"

Susie did her best to shrink down below the surface of the water, not wanting to meet Anne's predatory gaze. "Hi, Anne," she said, in the most normal tone she could muster. "Enjoying the carnival?"

"Oh, yes," Anne said. "I'm having the time of my life. But what are you two doing in a bathtub, of all places? Shouldn't you be out there having fun?"

"Well, uh. We're just filling in. For someone. You know, like a part-time job?"

"Seems like a pretty saucy job! I can't believe you'd both agree to take a bath in public. Anyone could just walk in."

"It's not a big deal. Obviously we've both got bathing suits on under here," Susie said, wriggling down into the water so her bare shoulders couldn't be seen, and trying to disguise a lip bite as she felt the slow massage of Bonnie's womanhood between her legs. "It's not like we're actually, you know..."

"Naked?"

"Uh. Yeah."

"Prove it."

"Uh..."

"Just sit up a little bit so I can see your bathing suit."

"I'm not allowed to, actually. It's part of the contract."

Anne's lips curved into a cruel smile.

"That makes sense," she said. "You wouldn't be lying there naked, would you, Susie? You'd be too embarrassed. I can't believe that under all those bubbles you don't have any clothes on."

"Nope. No way."

"So it's okay if I call over all the boys."