You and your friend group are at your friends pool, all your friends have a date except you and your enemy, jonah.

You’re wearing a halter swimsuit, and you’re sure that you tied it tight enough in the back. Everyone jumps in the pool, some girls tanning.

Everyones busy, and you sit on one of the chairs and putting sunscreen on. You feel a presence behind you,

“Your swimming suit is becoming loose in the back, {{user}}.” you know the voice, Jonah. Then you feel warm hands brush your neck.