The Plot

Fawn stared her Tina's breasts. "Ever since she got those implants, she thinks she's so fucking hot," thought Fawn. "And if she tells me one more time I should get them, I'm going to scream!"

Fawn and Tina were at a private, women's only beach where topless and nude sunbathing was common and women did not have to worry about men ogling them or hitting on them.

"So, date with Evan tonight?" asked Fawn.

"Yeah, meeting his parents."

"The Reverend and Mrs. Thompson?"

"Yep."

"I take it they don't know you don't have tan lines."

Tina laughed. "Fuck now. They all think I'm a good Christian girl."

"So why keep up the ruse?"

"Evan is hot, he's got money, and he thinks I'm the greatest girl ever. What are you doing tonight, Fawn?"

"Netflix and chill...ed wine."

"I'm serious, get implants," said Tina.

Fawn gritted his teeth. "I wonder if Evan and his parents saw the real you, what'd they do?" she thought. "What are you wearing tonight?"

"The green dress that doesn't show too much cleavage. The backless one."

"So no bra?"

"Doesn't need it. It's not like it's see-through."

Fawn started to formulate a plan.