"This was a horrible mistake." You groaned, staring up at a red and white umbrella the stretched into the sky. You were trapped, bored beyond belief in the valley between your mother's breasts. You had spent the hour-long ride in her cleavage as well. She'd insisted on you staying with her, any other activity being too dangerous for her tiny son. Her snores overpowered the sounds of the beach. Her white bikini top was tightly tied, leaving you wedged securely between the fleshy mountains. A film of sunscreen and sweat coated her tan skin, creating a literal slippery slope. You'd sunk up to your neck in the humid space. You'd nearly dozed off when you heard a sharp whisper.
"Sam!" In the near distance you saw Stacy set down the novel she was reading. She wore a pair of khaki shorts over her light blue bikini. She quietly made her way over to your slumbering mother's chair. "You wanna go do something?"
"Definitely." You were desperate to find some kind of excitement. Your younger sister nodded as she reached for you. Careful not to wake Shannon, she pulled you from your doughy prison.
"You looked super bored in there. I figured we could find something to do." She said as she set you on her shoulder. You clung to the wide blue strap of her top. From your sun-kissed perch you could see the sprawling beach.
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