String bikini

Erica gaped at what to her looked like a hand full of red yarn. Upon closer examination it was a stringy little number that would barely cover anything, unlike her one piece swim suit. "I can't wait this! Everyone would..." Alicia noticed her crossing her legs nervously and smirked. "Don't tell me. You're rocking a full beaver aren't you?" Erica blushes hard.

Carrie popped up, quickly took Ericas hand, and started dragging her to the bathroom. "Fear not! I am an expert womanscaper. I will have you beach ready in no time, with no itching!" she said with a sleazy grin on her face.