Danica lay out by the pool. It was a hot sunny day and she was burning hot. She had been outside all day tanning and knew she was on the verge of burning. She had on her red two-piece and was trying to get the perfect tan lines. She loved tan lines because it was so sexy and she loved seeing the contrast between white and dark skin. She rolled over and rubbed more baby oil into her skin. She knew that sun tanning was bad, but it was an addiction she had had for years. She closed her eyes and daydreamed.
Danica had just turned eighteen a week ago and had had a miserable birthday. Her dad had been unable to fly home from his business trip in time and her mother, who had disappeared years ago, didn't call of course. She had spent the day shopping, spending her dad's money. She had then gone into the wine cellar and drank a bottle of the most expensive wine he had. She had puked on the marble floor of the master bathroom and then stumbled into her room and fallen asleep. She didn't cry or anything. She had spent her formative years crying about her horrible life, now she was indifferent.
"You going to share your pool?" The voice came from next door. Danica opened her eyes and saw a young woman standing by the fence. Her yard had black iron fencing which didn't give a lot of privacy. She figured that way if she had any wild parties her cranky old neighbors would tell her dad when he got home, like he cared.
"Sure. I'll open the gate." Danica got up and walked to unlock the gate. She knew that the house next door was recently sold and she had noticed moving trucks in the driveway the last few days. She assumed this was the daughter of the new neighbors.
"I'm Kimberly, but everyone calls me Kim. I just moved in next door with my Mom." Kim was tall and thin, with dark chestnut colored hair. Her face was round and very cute. She was wearing the tiniest of bikinis that barely covered her body. Her breasts were small and Danica could see the outline of her nipples against her top.
"I'm Danica. I live with my dad although he's always away." Danica unlocked the gate and let Kim into the backyard. Kim laid her towel on one of the loungers and undid her top. Danica could only stare.
"Is this alright? I hate tan lines."
"Sure. Sorry I was staring." Danica blushed and lay on her stomach facing Kim. Kim did the same.
"So how old are you?" Kim was licking her lips and squirming a bit on the lounger.
"I turned eighteen last week, what about you?"
