Her coach, smiling

Joanna turned around to see her coach, Coach Dave beaming at her. It took all the courage she had not to cover herself.

"Joanna, that was without a doubt the best display of swimming ability I have seen in all my time coaching and swimming. You shaved ten seconds off your best time! How in the world did you pull that off? Also, everyone is buzzing about your... ahem.... attire. I think we would like an explanation as to why... and how you ended up losing your suit during the race."

Joanna gulped. She couldn't tell him that her swim cap was solely responsible for her newfound speed, otherwise she would be likely be accused of cheating and kicked off the team. Coach Dave was waiting for her response, so she made up something on the spot.

"Well... you see..." Joanna stalled. "For some reason I always swam faster in the nude, but until now had always been too embarrassed and shy to try anything of the sort at practice or matches. When I heard that Chloe was a freshman and threatened to take my captain spot, I got desperate and decided that being captain of this team was more important to me than modesty. Before the race I sabotaged my suit a bit so that it would fall apart when I dove in." Joanna lied, though it was based in truth.

Coach Dave pondered Joanna's explanation, then spoke up: " Well that's absolutely crazy, but hey, it worked, so good on you kid. I'll see you tomorrow at practice, maybe dressed as you are now?" He was only half joking.

"Ha ha, maybe!" Joanna joked, turning towards the locker room. She just wanted to get dressed and go home so she can think about what just happened.