4:17

Bette and Erin pulled into the beach parking lot and hopped out, ready to thoroughly enjoy a night out after a particularly brutal. Their topic of conversation had been that weeks mandatory senior class retreat. They had been forced to go a monastery and stay there over night with their entire class. There had been lots of Jesus, lots of Bible reading, lots of saccharine reflecting on their time together as a class, lots of bad food and even a sing along with the places one and only nun. They were just discussing some of the more ridiculous activities from the retreat and were still laughing hysterically while they walked along the boardwalk for a while before heading down to the beach.

They grabbed dinner at a little hole in the wall diner and then walked to the public bathrooms to change into their suits. When they got there they found a long line outside the changing rooms. Bette had plunked herself down on the ground almost as soon as they had gotten in line and after five minutes of standing in the line without moving Erin was beginning to feel the same way.

She looked down at Bette who was leaning back on her elbows and stretching out her legs.

My legs are killing me, please tell me that the regular swim practices wont hurt this much.

No nope, theyre worse.

Ugh. Im starting to think it would be easier to just find some palm trees to hide behind and change there.

Hey, stay right here, Ill be back in a minute.

Erin?! called Bette, Where are you going?!

A few moments later Bette, who had stood up in Erins absence (she had felt a little ridiculous sprawled out on the boardwalk by herself), saw Erin running back toward her holding a small shopping bag.

Where did you go?

Shush youll see later.

But

No butslines moving scoot!

Erin swatted Bette in the butt and pushed her up the line.

Once in the building they both ran into one stall and got changed. This was made a bit complicated by the extreme lack of space. Both girls were a little slap happy and then result was breathless hilarity. Erin was tying herself into Bettes bikini top before realizing that it wasnt hers and Bette lost her balance while pulling off her shorts and fell over, which was a major problem because there wasnt really enough room for her to stand back up easily. It was good for Bette that she was exhausted and laughing extremely hard, because if she hadnt been it would have been torture for her to be squeezed into a tiny sweaty stall with and frequently pressed against a half naked Erin.