Swimming

"I'll go swimming," I replied. I was about to open my suitcase, when I realized something. "I didn't bring my swimsuit."

Danielle looked at me like I had grown two heads. "You came to a beach house without packing a suitcase?" she asked incredulously. I nodded sheepishly. She smirked at me. "Well, who says you have to wear a swimsuit?"

I gaped at her, but before I could reply, she darted off. I realized she was right. I could just swim in my underwear, but that would be pretty awkward.

Still, I decided to do just that. I placed my suitcase in the guestroom and undressed. My boxers did look like they could pass for a swimsuit on a cursory glance. I grabbed a towel from the guest bathroom and walked to the pool.

I stopped short. Apparently, I was not the only one who wanted to go for a swim...without a swimsuit. In the pool were two people I recognized...