>>2319959Then the boys noticed, someone could have broken their own neck if they turned any faster. There was that creep, Fitzgerald; he stared at me like he didn’t have eyelids, eyes about to pop out of their sockets. Steven, one of Andrea’s satellites and that guy who people called Ted. Andrea noticed then, following Fitzgerald sight; she gave me a scoff and then a short laugh. Did that bitch really do that? There were also Leslie and Wendy, but they were more or less neutral either way.
Good time to start the show. Stand up straight, shoulders back, chest up, sway right, sway left. Right, left; right, left. Eyes up front, smile like a Queen because I was. Keep the air in, helped the chest looking even bigger. There was always a huge ego boost in showing up in a bikini anywhere. I had worked very hard for this body, so I deserved all of the attention I was getting. Hours and hours of Yoga, hardly ever eating chocolate, all that bad-tasting super-foods, and all those annoying facial and skin treatments; this was the result of that.
Showing it around wasn’t a dare, it was privilege. I shook my head waving my hair. I gave a daring smile to Andrea, would she really laugh at all of this? No, not anymore; she was livid and knew she was outclassed. I cat-walked taking my time all across the pool chairs getting everyone to watch at me instead of her. I made it to the trampoline breaking a bunch of hearts, causing stiffies and making one enemy. I did the hair trick again.
I wasn’t an expert diver; I hadn’t even taken swimming classes or anything but I had seen it tons in movies and stuff. An attractive woman, always a blonde with a red bikini – mine was white but that was okay – took a dive into a pool and came out with soaked hair and body, super sexy. I was going to do the thing, then swim a little to complete the dare.
