Kylie & Kate

Four

"Oh my god," Tiffany crosses her legs after I tell her I don't want to smoke. "She beat your ass, didn't she?"

I appreciate that Tiffany says "beat your ass" because it sounds less childish than spanking. Even if it's still embarrassing.

It's the day after my spanking. I'm still a little sore.

"Yes! You have a reputation." I roll my eyes.

"Sorrryyyy." Tiffany says as we change into swimsuits.

"Oh my god, you can see a welt." Tiffany laughs.

"No!" I turn and look in the mirror. With my bikini on, a red line is visible.

"Here," Tiffany tucks my bottoms over it. "There you go."

I look again, making sure no one can see,
And we head to the beach.

Tiffany and I lay out for a while, and when we get hot we splash each other off in the ocean. When we get hungry, we leave our spot on the beach and go get ice cream.

"Does your sister know you're hanging out with me today?" Tiffany asks.

"No," I smirk.

"What would she do if she did know?"

"I'll show you!" I bring my hand back and smack Tiffany's bottom as hard as I can.

"Ow!" She squeals. "That probably left a handprint, freak."

"You deserve it." We laugh and enter the ice cream shop.

Tiffany gets vanilla and I get chocolate, and we eat our ice cream cones outside. When we're finished, we walk back.

"That bathing suits cute, where'd you get it?" Tiffany asks, tugging on the string that tied the bottoms together.

"American Eagle," I say.

Her bare fingers touching my skin makes me tingle. She's pretty, I realize, with dark brown eyes, full lips, choppy black and red hair framing her face. Under her baggy clothes she has curves that are shown off in the kind of skimpy bikinis she wears. Oh my god. Why am I thinking about her body?

We start to talk about something, bringing me out of that. Once we're back at the shop, we change.

"Ooh, she did a number on you."