Tracy Attempts To Strike

Looking out to the shore, Renee could see Francesa laying on her face clearly fallen asleep, Zeke was still playing volleyball, Maddison had gone to the bathroom, being nowhere for Renee to see. When she saw Tracy, she let out a loud audible squeak trying to hide back into the ocean.

Tracy looked out at Renee and began laughing. She had seen the gull grab something, and judging by how Renee was moving around, the blonde knew she wouldn't have to do anything this time. Renee had managed to lose her bikini all on her own, and the town would once again see whenever the redhead would eventually come to shore. Looking over at Renee's towel and bag, she began walking toward it as Erica stood in front of her.

“What are you doing?”

“Stealing Red's clothes as usual. If you look closely she's skinny dipping right now like the slut she is.”

“What did you do now?”

“Nothing! The bitch obviously likes being in her birthday suit. Since when do you care?”

“Since I found out she didn't want me cut from the team.”

“Oh, like you suddenly have a heart. The same girl who suggested we leave her tied up in the boy's locker room and she wound up paraded through town?”

“Renee has had enough torment...”

“And what are you gonna do about it?” Tracy sneered as she shoved Erica's shoulder heading for Renee's bag. Suddenly the surge in the pit of Erica's grew into a flame engulfing her body. This bitch wasn't going to boss her around anymore.