Her sarong gets pulled off by something, exposing her black bikini bottoms

After walking through the streets for about 20 minutes, Isabel knew that she is getting closer to the beach with each step she took. She really was looking forward to finally getting there, as the sun beamed down on the smashing beauty as well as the rest of the town.

Oh, how she was going to spread her towel on the sand and enjoy the sunny day. She looked so much forward to dipping her toes into the water to cool down, but she also knew that she couldn't really go further into the water than with the water reaching her waistline. After all, she was wearing a white cut-off t-shirt with nothing under it. "Oh my, imagine the horror if it got wet!" Isabel thought to herself.

Her train of thought was so deep that she didn't realize she was walking closer and closer to where the cars and other vehicles were passing by. It was too late to notice when a girl on a scooter passed her by.

SWOSH!

Isabel was viciously pulled out of her thought process as she felt a quick tug and a pull at her sarong, and her reaction came way too late to save it. It had been caught on the scooter and was being dragged along the road.

The blonde let out a short but loud screech as she put her purse on her crotch as an act of reflex and turned around to see that her sarong would be impossible to get back.

Then it hit her: She was in the middle of the streets, and people were watching her. Even though she was going to take the sarong off at the beach anyways, this wasn't how she imagined it to happen. This just felt like having her underwear forcefully exposed to many people. Isabel turned her back away from the road and kept her purse over her crotch as she looked at all the people watching her, some were giggling and some were...no, just giggling, all of them.

She had to get away from this exact location and to the beach quickly, as she was already as red as she could be. She pulled her purse back where it was before and started to walk very quickly in the direction of the beach, blushing madly.

She again failed to notice the rift on the back of her t-shirt getting a bit bigger as a direct consequence of her sudden need to cover up.

She reached the beach soon enough and entered. She tried to shake off the embarrassment she experienced earlier and calm down. After all, this was the normal dress code for a beach!

However, the beach was extremely crowded. Families, young students, old people - everyone within every age and gender had found their way to the beach this day.

"Oh shoot, I can't really risk laying on my stomach topless here." Isabel realized: She didn't really have a bikini top on, and to get sun, she had to take her t-shirt off. No way was she going to expose her breasts to anyone, so she would have to do with sunbathing topless while lying on her stomach this day.

But as a shy and modest girl, even that would be too risky for Isabel to deal with. Therefore she walked away from the most crowded areas of the beach and went to one part where there almost weren't any people around. There was one apparent reason for this: This spot wasn't really a part of the beach and was cut off from the shoreline. If you wanted to take a bath, you'd have to walk to the crowded area.

She decided that this distance to the water would do today, given what she was wearing. She put her things on the ground, readied the towel, slipped off her flip-flops and sat down on the ground.