An Interruption

Mid-Afternoon, Kristen had begun feeling soreness in her muscles, so she quickly made her way to the sand bar, careful to stay low enough that only her shoulders would be visible in the deep blue water. While taking her rest, Kristen heard a thunderous boom from behind. She quickly whipped her head around, noticing a rapidly approaching thunderstorm darkening the sky behind her. Her heart sank, knowing that she would have to leave. But then it sank further as an awful realization dawned on her. Her swimsuit was on the other side of the bend, which would take another ten minutes to reach, even if she swam at full speed the whole way. The beach goers along the coastline had already began the mass scramble to exit the beach before the torrential downpour hit land. Kristen looked towards her mom with horror, as she noticed both parents packing up hastily.

“I’ve got to hurry!” Kristen thought in a panic, as a gentle drizzle began to settle in. Before she could move, an even louder boom echoed across the sky, the lightning bolt that had cause it being far too close to Kristen for comfort. Suddenly, she began to weigh the value of her modesty in comparison to her life.

“...Maybe I should get out...” she thought shyly, her face reddening at the thought of leaving her suit behind, and facing an entire beachfront without a stitch of clothing on. The mere concept mortified her, even though she knew the danger posed by remaining encompassed in the water.