She's a coward

Lauren was hellbent on staying to make sure her sister wouldn't humiliated her further with made-up answers, but as soon as she saw Bobby and the camera, she chickened out. As much as she would have wanted to hear Tony's questions, and Vanessa's answers, she couldn't endure being photographed in her topless state. Her sister had used a far less embarrassing picture to **** her to be on the beach at the moment. And even once they had returned home, she was not entirely sure she would actually delete it. She did not want to give her any more **** material. Thus, the sexy businesswoman decided to go and 'play' with a bunch of kids instead.

As Lauren trod towards the 18 year olds, Vanessa smiled contently. Things were going better than she would have expected. Her mature big sister was not only pretending to be a child, but she willingly went to join real kids. She didn't know how she would be able to focus on Tony's questions, as she would sure as hell not take her eyes off of her darling little Jess. It wouldn't be hard with those neon yellow bottoms on her.

When Lauren arrived at the edge of the water, she looked at the brats. There were about half a dozen of them, both boys and girls. They were all fully clothed, unlike her.

"Hi," she spoke shyly, "can... can I play with you?"

"Sure." said one of the boys and splashed Lauren with some water.

"He... he..." she **** a smile on her face. Is this how little brats play? Can't they do something more... productive? She settled down in the water near one of the girls. If she could just wait around there for a while, it would be swell.

"Hi. I'm Sally." smiled the girl at her. "What's your name?"

"La.. Jess." she said.

"Lajess?"

"No, just Jess." It mattered little how a bunch of brats called her, but in case her sister called for her, she had to be 'Jess'.

"How old are you, Jess?"

Lauren carefully thought through that question. Well, she was 20, but how old did she look in that silly swimwear with her hair in pigtails and her modest (nonexistent) bosom on full display? "How old are you?"

"I'm 18." answered the girl, raising an eyebrow at Lauren's elusive counterquestion.

Lauren looked at the girl. She wasn't as small as the others. Seemed to be the oldest of the bunch. And the slight swellings under her bikini top showed clear signs of puberty. More than on herself... "I'm 13." She tried to go a bit lower, to try and avoid any embarrassment about her less endowed charms, but refused to go lower than 13. Though, even that number hurt her pride immensely.

"Really?" asked Sally suspiciously. She looked at Lauren's boyish flat chest and stifled a giggle. "Don't worry. My sister also said I needed to grow some boobies before wearing a bikini." she comforted her. "Years ago..." she added with a giggle. Then she pushed out her smallish breasts to emphasize her words. "I'd rather die than be topless in public."

Lauren turned beet red. She was significantly older than Sally, yet she was topless in public. And she did want to die of embarrassment. If her sister hadn't been enough, she was now being comforted by a 14-year-old for not having 'boobies' yet. However would she recover from that?

"But I bet it makes you really fast." said Sally excitedly.

"What?"

"You know. Aerodynamics and all that."

Lauren just shrugged.

"Can you swim?" asked Sally.

"Pfft, you bet." scoffed Lauren confidently.

Upon seeing this, Sally grew bolder. "Let's race to the buoy and back." she pointed at a nearby buoy.

The other kids heard the challenge, stopped what they were doing and were looking at the two with excitement.

Lauren followed Sally's gaze. The buoy wasn't all that far away and she considered herself a good swimmer, but she wasn't in the mood to be racing around. "I think I'll pass." she shrugged.

"Come on! It's gonna be fun." insisted Sally. She jumped to her feet and was urging 'Jess' on.

"Yeah! Race!" cheered the others. "Race! Race! Race!"

"I'm not in the mood." said Lauren. Why even bother? She didn't really have anything to prove to these brats.

"Are you a chicken?" asked Sally with a wicked grin.

"No!"

"Jess is a chicken! Jess is a chicken!" chanted the other kids, dancing around, flapping their arms wildly.

That name and dance reminded Lauren of elementary school. Of things she had long since thought forgotten. She nervously glanced back at her sister and saw her wink and wave at her from afar. "Shut up! I'm not a chicken!" she yelled at the kids.

"Prove it." sneered Sally with her arms on her hips.

"Fine." relented Lauren as she stood up to face Sally. She was going to wipe the floor with the sassy little brat. And she was going to enjoy it. "Winner takes loser's swimwear." she added, and upon seeing a tiny glint of fear in Sally eyes, she continued, "And loser's got to do the chicken dance."

"I... Deal." agreed Sally reluctantly. Now that she had stirred up the group, she couldn't just back down.

"Sally, my dear. You're done for." smiled Lauren confidently as they shook on the deal. She was about to get a decent-looking bikini to go back to Vanessa and the guys and maybe hear some of Tony's questions. And she could humiliate a little brat along the way, whatever that meant. Finally, things were going her way.

Sally was warming up. She prepared for the little race like her life depended on it. As silly as the challenge seemed, there was a lot on the line for her. Lauren, on the other hand, felt confident enough to not prance around topless during warm up. She could already feel her sister's eyes on her back as it was. She just swam around a bit to get used to the water's temperature, but that was all.

Vanessa watched with great interest as the two 'contestants' lined up on the shore. She assumed they were preparing for a race. She knew Lauren was a good swimmer. Or at least she had been once. She said she had given up on it due to back problems, but after finding her secret underwear, Vanessa assumed there was an entirely different reason behind it altogether. And that was years ago.

Once the youngest little girl started the race with a loud shriek, the two girls jumped into the water with haste. Vanessa had no idea what the stakes were, but she somehow hoped lil' Jess would lose. And she didn't feel bad becaue of it at all.