[hail2thechief]

PART VI

“Did you pick a suit out?” Cory asked, video chatting with Lacey. In a matter of 5 minutes Cory had convinced Lacey to wear a bathing suit to the bonfire, though Lacey was now have second thoughts. Still, she emerged from behind her door in a navy blue one-piece that had seen better days.

“Lace, you cannot wear that,” she quipped and chuckled. “It makes you look 80 years old.” Lacey could tell the material was looking rather stretched out, and the shoulder straps did dig in a bit. She wasn’t going to go in the water, why would she care?

“Hold on, I’m inviting Jason and Mark in, let them decide,” Cory said, clicking away.
“No don’t, I don’t need any boys seeing me in this. Seriously.”

But her plea was for naught, as two small boxes popped up on her screen. One with Jason, one with Mark and two buddies of his.
“Whaaattt uuuppp, let’s hit the beach already,” Mark let out.
“Guys, what do you think of Lacey’s suit, come closer Lace.”

Lacey was resistant, but she used to have a crush on Jason and he’d seen her in a bathing suit dozens of times. She walked forward and adjusted the webcam so they could see. What Lacey had failed to see was the shifting of the narrow crotch of the suit.
“Oh my gosh, Lacey Lacey Lacey,” Cory tried to help.

“I’m fixing the camera, calm down,” Lacey yelled back, struggling given her limited use of hands.
“LACEY, YOUR SUIT!”

Maybe there was some residual effects of her fall. Maybe it was the meds from the hospital. Maybe she was just excited to feel desired after being stared at like an object. But Lacey soaked in their responses, her confidence swelling like a balloon, each compliment another puff of air.

Lacey continued to adjust the camera, tilting the face down then back up into a good sitting position.

“Lacey, your fucking pussy is out.”

That one wasn’t a compliment. Lacey turned to her mirror and the words rang true.
“AHHHH” she screamed, jetting her hands down to adjust herself. An easy objective for most anyone else, her hands were providing her no favors.

Fuming with frustration Lacey knocked her webcam off the top off her computer where it landed at her foot, rolling around and propping up to shoot straight up.
“AHHH” she shrieked, stepping on the camera and relieving herself of any more showing off.

“What is happening to me!!” she said to herself collapsing on her bed.