A teenager stealing her top

Kim slept soundly for quite a while, blissfully unaware as she did of the attention she'd already drawn from at least one less than savory local. She wasn't a heavy sleeper by nature, and woke up suddenly when she felt something touch her back.

Kimberly opened her eyes. From where she lay, face down, she could see legs and a pair of elaborately patterned board shorts. She sat up, frowning at the man standing in front of her.

He was a boy, she realized after a few second's scrutiny. He might have been sixteen or seventeen, eighteen at the oldest. He had black hair that looked rather shaggy, like he didn't comb it enough, and the sort of facial hair that suggested he wanted everyone to think he was older than he was. He looked to be in good shape, with a six-pack, well-defined pecs, and good muscle development on his arms. He was looking at Kimberly in a somewhat creepy way, and smiling. She didn't like his smile; something about it seemed predatory somehow.

Because she was still a little groggy from her long sleep, Kimberly didn't realize for about a minute that the boy was holding something in his right hand. She looked at it, puzzled. It was a piece of cloth, and somehow, she thought she should recognize it.

Then, suddenly, she realized what it was: her bikini top. He must have untied the neck string and slid it out from under her breasts while she slept.

Kimberly shrieked in horror as she realized she had been showing the entire beach her gorgeous naked tits for more than a minute. She jumped off her deck chair, then moved her hands to her chest, using them to cover them as best she could. She wished as she did that she didn't have quite so much up top.

"Who are you? What are you doing? Give that back! Now!" Kimberly said to the kid.

He shook his head. "No," he said, his smile growing broader as he spoke. "I took it from you, I'll keep it." He held her top in front of her face.

"It's mine," Kimberly said. "Give it back!"

"No," the boy said again. "I'm going to keep it, so I have something to remember the hottest thing on the beach by."

Kimberly ignored the compliment; she was too angry and upset to acknowledge any such thing from this perverted kid. "I'll call my husband," she said.

The boy's smile had grown into a grin. "Tell you what, sweetie," he said. "If you want this thing so much, why don't you take it from me." Then he took off running.

"Hey!" Kimberly said. She chased the boy.

The boy ran along the beach, parallel to the water until he was clear of the small number of sunbathers, none of whom seemed inclined to help Kimberly, and then he turned toward the jungle, apparently heading toward a path that would lead him to the other side of the island.

Kimberly followed, furious. The boy was slightly faster than Kimberly was, and slowly started gaining distance on her. Kimberly reluctantly dropped her hand from her breasts, consoling herself as she did so with the knowledge that she had already, inadvertently flashed everyone on the beach anyway, and used them to assist her running.

The boy was a few yards in front of her when they reached the path, but didn't seem to be gaining quite so quickly, Kimberly saw with some satisfaction.

The path was narrow, surrounded by palm trees on both sides. The jungle was much darker than the beach had been, as the thick palm fronds overhead blocked most of the sunlight. And, of course, Kimberly was only aware of the boy in front of her.

She was surprised when someone at the side of the path abruptly tackled her, sending her sprawling onto the sandy trail. Unprepared for an attack, and not having any time to prepare herself, she fell and hit the sand hard. Before she could recover, someone pinned her to the ground. She couldn't see who it was, but he was clearly a large, strong man.

Then her new attacker pressed a damp rag over her nose and mouth.

"Take a couple of deep breaths like a good little girl," a rough male voice said in her ear.

Kimberly tried to hold her breath, tried to fight her attacker off, even though she knew he was too big and too strong for her.