After showering again and making sure to brush my hair well so it won’t be a problem when I’m in the water. That’s if I get into the water. My mother was out and my Father was on the couch, watching some Political program that I found deathly boring.
Using the purple bathing suit that I’d purchased last Summer when I was taking swimming lessons (which didn’t help all that much because I had a hot instructor and I enjoyed staring at his abs when I was supposed to be watching him swim).
It’s a bikini and I don’t even know what possessed me to buy the devilish thing. Now that I look at it, I literally hurl in my mouth. I don’t have the body for a bikini. Let’s get one thing straight, I’m not skinny, I have no thigh gap, my stomach isn’t flat enough to write on, and my collarbones aren’t as
