That you'll meet them on the beach

"Sure Mom, I'll meet you guys down there. I want to unpack and change first." You tell her.

"Okay honey, text me if you can't find us." She responds, before turning and walking off with your brothers.

You unpack your stuff, getting your room all setup. Satisfied that things are how you want them, you decide to get ready for the beach. You pull out the three swimsuits you brought and lay them on the bed.

The first is a fairly modest one-piece. You don't normally wear one-pieces, but you felt you should bring it in case a situation called for it. What that situation might be? You're not sure, better safe than sorry though.

The second is your favorite string two-piece. A pretty standard bikini, showing some skin without being too crazy. It's the one you've shown off for your followers on occasion back home.

The third is a thong bikini with a tiny, matching top. Far from standard, this is a bikini you've never even worn, having bought it in secret right before the trip. The bottoms don't cover your ass at all, the thin string in the back only hides your crack. The front of it isn't much better, only covering a few square inches around your pussy. The top barely covers your nipples... You bought it mostly on a whim, after all... it's so risque, that you'd be unsure about wearing it in the privacy of your pool back home... let alone on a crowded, public beach.

Regardless of what you choose, you're going to have to get naked. You glance over at the glass, balcony doors, and the crowded beach beyond them... remembering the guys waving to you a few minutes prior; you should definitely close the curtains right?