topless sunbathing continues

erica and i stand around lathering our breasts with suntan lotion.

me: let’s make out.

erica: ok. let me just take my top off.

pause

erica: ha ha ha silly me it’s already off.

michele: oh erica, that’s a boob slapping good time.

we commence to slapping our boobs.

later…

erica and i are spreading more sunscreen on our sensitive chest regions.

michele (while carefully avoiding looking): it’s funny how not weird this is.

erica (carefully turns partially away so as not to be looking and not be able to be looked at): yeah. but i’ve known you like what, 6 years?, and it’s like whatever. they’re just our breasts.

michele: yeah. 6 years. wow.

erica: i don’t think i could really do this with anyone else though.

michele: well except for that time with kristen, jacob, and jason.

erica: well…yeah.

later…

michele (carefully keeping only the head above water): weightless, unemcumbered breast swimming stroke feels funny.

erica (giggles and flips over so she is lying on her chest): yeah.