Vanessa gives her bottoms only

"Here. Put this on." said Vanessa after fishing up a bright yellow swimwear from her bag and tossing it to Lauren.

She watched with great delight as the squirming 'kid', her older sister, frantically tried to get into the bottom half of the tiny girly bikini without showing as little of her naked body as possible. She had chosen to play a kid instead of letting her boyfriend recognise her unenchanced frame. Her vanity won over her pride. And Vanessa loved every moment of it. Once it had snugly covered her scrawny, pale backside, Lauren turned towards her with a hand extended. Vanessa just ignored her and leaned back on the towel with a smirk.

"Um... and the top...?" asked Lauren shyly, covering her chest with an arm.

"What top?" asked Vanessa nonchalantly, taking a great deal of satisfaction from seeing her sister like that. Those neon yellow bottoms were drawing much unwanted attention to the topless lady. Attention, she did not want.

"The... the top belonging to this?" explained Lauren, not knowing her sister's wicked intentions.

"There is none." said Vanessa with a cruel sneer. Of course the top was still in her bag, but Lauren didn't need to know. She had packed a wide variety of swimwear that she had intended to get her sister to at least try on, but this was so much better. Her current outfit could not be topped. If she wanted to play 12, she would damn well treat her so.

"Y - You can't mean..."

"Little girls don't need to wear tops on the beach." she laughed. "It's not like you have anything to hide anyway. Maybe when you're older..." she hollered at the irony of it.

"Screw you! I want a top!"

"Watch the language, miss." she shook a finger at her. "You'll get no top for those." she pointed at her bottoms.

Lauren couldn't stand her younger sister treating her like a child. Even if she had agreed to play one. "Then I want my previous suit back!" she said, out of options.

Ah, so now you would rather wear the slutty one? she thought. "Nope." she said, as she burst out laughing.

Lauren just groaned. But what could she do? "Please....?" she said, near sobbing.

"You chose to be Jessica, my little sister, remember? Now, go play on the sun. You could use a bit of colour." and she sent her older sister on her way with a swat on her neon backside. "Stay within sight, or those pictures go to Facebook!" she added.

Lauren couldn't believe what was happening. Her bitch of a younger sister was bossing her around. Her! And she was stuck on a public beach topless. She sat down on the sand a few feet away, hugging her knees to her chest, her back towards her sister. Surely she was just teasing her. She would give her something more appropriate to wear soon. She had to.

Then soon, she heard a voice she recognised.

"Hi, there Nessa." said a guy.

"Oh, hi. Finally." Vanessa greeted the men. "I'm so sorry Tony, but Lauren was called away on some 'urgent work' business." played her part Vanessa, though she still half-expected the reveal to be a surprise.

"Oh, man. She is always at work. And she hasn't been answering my calls." said Tony irritated.

"You know how dedicated she is."

"Whatever. We barely have time to spend together." he sighed, disappointed.

"I know, honey. I'm so sorry. But that shouldn't spoil our fun." cooed Vanessa.

"Uhm... who's the kid?" asked Bobby after he had set his beachtowel near Vanessa and noticed someone sitting too close to be a stranger.

Lauren could feel her heart pounding in her little chest. She was sitting topless, just a few feet away from her new boyfriend and his younger brother. And they were looking at her.

"Oh, did I not mention? She is our sister, Jessica." smiled Vanessa, knowing full well the moment of truth was upon poor Lauren.

"I didn't know Lauren had another sister." said Tony surprised.

"Well, she had tried to deny me a couple of times before. You know how she finds me 'immature'." she scoffed.

Because you ARE immature, Lauren wanted to scream.

"And Jess here is a real handful. You'll see." she chuckled. Now we shall see which one of us is immature, thought Vanessa. "Come on, Jess. Say hello to our guests." she sneered.

"H... Hello..." said Lauren meekly, still hiding her body behind her knees, though her toplessness was obvious to all.

"Oh, come on, sis. At least look at them."

Lauren reluctantly turned her head to look at the three. Tony just behind her in his shorts, his muscular body the dream of many a woman; Bobby unbuttoning his shirt a bit further; and her bitch of a sister with a cheshire grin on her face. "Hello..."

"Hi there, kiddo. Nice to meet you." said Tony while patting her head. "Tell your big sis I'd like to see her soon." she smiled then turned back towards his bag.

Kiddo? Lauren's heart was beating faster than she could ever remember. Kiddo? Did... Did her boyfriend just mistake her for a little girl? She didn't know whether she felt relieved that her secrets hadn't been exposed to him or ashamed that she could so easily be mistaken for a kid. I mean, it was the plan, but she never would have thought it would work.

"Yeah, hi there." said Bobby. "I like your hair. Have you thought of doing that to Nessa here?" he joked.

"Dream on, Bobby." said Vanessa, half-stunned, half-content that neither had recognised Lauren in front of them. The unlikely plan had actually worked. If she had been a Bond villain, she would have felt the need to do an evil laughter. It was going to be a very fun day indeed.