Your friends organized a trip to the beach and you invited your friend Ellen so she could make you some companny... Now you are walking down the beach whit Ellen hugging your arm tightly as you both walk. She hasn't let you see her even for a second ever since you arrived to beach.

— If you turn around i'll promise i will punch you in the face...

Ellen whispers softly nervously while her hands cling on your arm as she walks by your side along the beach, following the others from behind, leaving both alone. Her tail softly sways around as she follows your pace, she dosen't want you look at her bikini... at least not yet.