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"I think I need to get in the water," Zach said as Genie sat down on the blanket and Brianna smoothed out some wrinkles before doing the same.
"We were gonna jump in in a few minutes ourselves," Brianna said, "though...hmm. Now I think I could use an ice cream bar or something first."
"I'm good with whatever," Genie shrugged, still smiling a little wider than usual in the wake of the show. "I think...yeah, ice cream doesn't sound bad. I'm guessing you probably want some just straight ice too." She smirked at Zach.
"I'll survive. You've done worse." Zach gave up trying to adjust the speedos into a less agonizing position and - very slowly and carefully - lowered himself down onto the blanket beside Brianna.
"Isn't that right." Brianna nodded her head emphatically as she watched Zach try to sit. Then, just as he was about to complete the process, she pulled the blanket out from beneath him. Thin, overstretched nylon pressed into hot sand. The bottoms of his fiery red sit spots, which had swollen out of the speedos entirely, were pushed directly into the burning hot beach, like two red hamburgers pressed into the pan by a spatula.
A wave of sand particles went flying as Zach shot back to his feet like a rocket, his shriek bringing back all the attention he'd lost and then some. Jumping, bouncing on the sand-caked balls of his feet, he was totally beyond dignity.
"OWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOWWWWWWW!!!!"
On the blanket, Brianna and Genie watched the dance.
"I told you that suit would be cute on him," Brianna said, watching the jiggling and bouncing with a dreamy grin as she wrapped her arm around Genie's strong shoulders.
"I told you that you're being a turbobitch to that poor boy," Genie responded, leaning her head in and giving her wife's ear a nibble.
Zach whimpered, still bouncing from foot to foot. Brianna leaned her own head in against Genie's. "We're a couple of smart cookies."
