I sit back, enjoying the sunbath; staring at nothing in particular. It was a pleasantly calm day. I could finally enjoy some time alone on the beach without the fuzz of my daily life. Or so I thought...

My eyes spotted something unusual. There was a kid—probably around twelve years old— in something amazing in front of me. She was maybe twenty, or thirty meters away, but I could clearly notice that her clothing was dangerously scarce. It was the kind of clothing you would expect to see on a recently divorced woman who was craving for masculine attention; but not on a kid. Her perky mounds were almost poking out of the fabric, and the