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to reply, Wendy
grabbed Diane's hair, pulled it, and dragged her away from Jack's
direction. Diane struggled to get out of Wendy's grip.
    “I didn't do anything,” Diane said, as she
got up to her feet.
    Wendy ripped Diane's bikini top off. Everyone
laughed, except for Jack. Jack ran up and wrapped a beach towel
around Diane, and asked her if she was okay. She could see that
Tara was struggling to hold back Wendy.
    Diane looked at Jack, and then back over at
Wendy. She was torn in her feelings. Her initial reaction was to be
spiteful due to Wendy's negative actions toward her. But it wasn't
in her nature, so she felt it would be best to bow out gracefully.
She realized that Wendy had only attacked her because she must have
seen her as a threat. In a way, it was sort of flattering.
    Jack walked up and held Diane's hand. Diane
pulled away and made it clear that she wasn't interested in him.
She hoped Wendy would notice that she wasn't encouraging Jack. He
reached his arm over and put his hand on Diane's shoulder. She
swiped it off. Wendy looked livid. The more Diane resisted, the
more Jack seemed to want her. Tara held Wendy back from going after
Diane once again.
    “So, what do you think of Wendy?” Diane
blurted, without thinking.
    “I don't,” Jack replied, with a smile. “I
think about you.”
    Diane smiled and blushed. She felt it didn't
seem fair to avoid him, knowing that he wasn't even interested in
Wendy. He was clearly interested in Diane. What would she do?
    Wendy walked up and got in between them as
she tried to get Jack's attention. It was clear he was fixated on
Diane. Diane felt sorry for her, because Wendy was coming off
needy. Several girls in the area were whispering about the
situation that had caught the attention of everyone.
    Jack took Diane's hand, walked away, and left
Wendy standing alone.
     
    Time had passed, and everyone was sitting on
the beach around the bonfire. Someone had an acoustic guitar, and
was playing lovely melodic songs from pop culture. Everyone had fun
singing along.
    Jack and Diane held hands as they sat next to
the bonfire. It was cold outside, and the warmth of the flames
filled them with comfort from the breeze of the wind. They scooted
in closer to each other. Diane couldn't believe how romantic her
day had become. Time was flying by, and she knew the night was
going to end soon. She wanted to kiss Jack so bad, but didn't want
to seem too forward. She put on some lip gloss, and kept licking
her lips and preening, hoping to entice him. She even pushed her
chest out so he could see her perky nipples pointing out. The cold
air helped by causing her nipples to protrude out even more. She
was surprised when Jack didn't become fixated on her breasts. He
just gazed into her eyes as if he was staring straight into her
soul. Could Jack and her become a couple, she wondered?
    Wendy walked up and stood next to Jack. She
smiled and took off her bikini top. Her breasts were magnificent.
They were tan, well rounded, and perky. Any girl would be lucky to
have such beautiful breasts. Diane looked down at her chest, and
her bottom lip pooched out.
    “Let's go skinny dipping,” Wendy said as she
removed her bikini bottoms and revealed her meticulously groomed
pussy.
    Jack averted his eyes, turned away, and
looked into Diane's eyes again.
    “Only if Diane is willing to go,” Jack
replied.
    Wendy grimaced.
    Diane was frightened and flattered at the
same time. Could she get naked in front of all of these strangers?
She also felt insecure of her body. Her boobs were small, and her
ass was slightly on the chunky side. Diane felt that her body, in
contrast to Wendy's figure, might discourage Jack from wanting to
be with her. After all, Wendy looked like a model.
    Jack stood up and took off his shorts after
Diane agreed. His cock dangled right in front of her face. She was
memorized as she felt tingles all over her body. Normally seeing a
naked man never had that effect on her. There was

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