Just About

After what seemed like an agonisingly long five minute walk to the beach, Hazel arrived, seeing it was the most crowded it’s been so far on her vacation. She walked along with her towel, until she found a free spot to set down her towel. She glanced around, wondering if anyone could tell she was a girl. It didn’t seem so for the moment, so Hazel lay down on her towel, hoping the trunks weren’t too baggy and showing off any of her womanhood. That was just something she’d have to hope wasn’t the case.

A cute girl in a bikini Hazel wished she had herself smiled as she passed, and Hazel smiled weakly back. She looked down at her nearly nonexistent tits, hating how well this plan was working, and cursing her roommate. Still, the tan would almost make it worth it, if she could make it through the day. Hazel lay back on her towel and tried to relax, as if all of this was normal.