It was about three weeks after my high school graduation in May. Six friends and I packed into two care and were flying down the highway on our way to our long-anticipated weekend beach trip. Our beach crew consisted of myself and one other girl, along with four of my guy friends, all ready to drink on the beach and party all three of the nights we planned on staying. After arriving at the rental house, we dropped our stuff off in the rooms and immediately changed to go down to the ocean. I put on my new bikini, which my mom wasn't very happy about since it was so small and pranced out into the living room to head out to the beach with the rest of my friends.
After a day of tanning and hanging out on the beach, we decided to head on back home, where I and my friend Macy slipped into the outdoor shower to get ready for whatever we had planned for the evening.
After locking the door behind us, we undid our bikinis and dropped them to the floor, revealing our newly discovered tan lines. We laughed at each other's naked bodies as we saw how pale we were before that day.
We were laughing and talking while we showered when one of the guys knocked on the door to the shower to ask us a question. Macy and I laughed as we swung open the door, revealing our naked, tanned, bodies to Mike, one of our guy friends. He stopped and just stared at us while we laughed at him.
"What do you need?" Macy asked.
"I was gonna ask if you guys needed towels." Mike relied.
I looked at Macy and grabbed Mikes hand, bringing him into the outdoor shower and closing the door behind him.