Tilting my body up slowly when I get to the stairs, the guys slip down off my back like I’m a human slide. As if they planned this, I feel multiple hands grip the waist of my bikini bottoms and tug hard. The four of them go under, ripping my clothing from my body as they dive. I step out of the leg holes one at a time while climbing the stairs. Getting out of the pool, I look back and see the pink triangles of my bikini waving from the other side, the straps floating out like arms reaching for their counterpart. The bottoms are floating idly on the steps, bouncing back and forth between the
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