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 F, Peril, Exhibitionism,

   Stacy looked around nervously as she walked across the beach, her
friends trailing a bit behind her.  She was dressed in the skimpiest thong
bikini she could find, her nipples and cunt barely covered by the white
cloth, and dangling from just behind the cloth piece of the bottom half of
her bikini was a string, a rather long string that reached all the way down
to her inner thigh, just above her knee.  The string was actually a fuse,
connected to a firecracker that was shoved completely into her cunt all the
way to her cervix.  She could feel it moving about as she walked, rubbing
against her inner walls as she traveled down the beach in search of a group
to help her fulfill her part of the dare.

   All she had to do is find a group of people and tell them what the
string was attached to and offer them the opportunity to light it and the
bet was over.  Of course, if they actually did light it, then she had to
follow through with it, and there was always the possibility that they
might turn her into the beach patrol.  It was a simple enough dare, just
something her friends came up with to prove she was a "scaredy cat".  They
were sure she wouldn't go through with it, that's why they were following
behind her, to watch and make sure.  Stacy didn't want to be called a
scaredy cat, but she didn't want to actually have the firework explode
inside her either, so she needed to find a very special group, one that
would not light the fuse or turn her into the beach patrol.

   She had been walking for 5 minutes so far, and apart from the rubbing of
the firecracker against her inner walls she hadn't found anyone that looked
like they fit both criteria.  Then she saw them.  Three kids, two boys and
a girl, about 7 or 8 years old sittih criteria.  Then she saw them.  Three
kids, two boys and a girl, about 7 or 8 years old sitting together in the
sand.  Stacy walked over.

   "Er...  hey kids..." she smiled nervously as she bent down next to the
kids.  "what are you doing?" she asked as she sat down next to them pushing
her hips forwards slightly as she say down so that the string trailed out
between her legs clearly visible to the kids.  Stacy was nervous her
fingers trembled a bit as she realized that she was actually going to do
this, leave her fate completely in the hands of three kids.  "What's that?"
one of the boys asked looking at the string.  Stacy's fake smile dropped a
bit, she had to answer him, she had to prove she wasn't a scardey cat, but
what if?

   "It's a fuse." the boy's eyes open wide he, like most small kids had
seen enough cartoons to realize that fuses went to dynamite.

   "Like to an explosion thing?" Stacy's eyes widened a bit as she shivered
in the hot air, not having expected the kid to guess what it was for so
quickly.

   "But where is it?" the other boy asked, and suddenly the young girl
spoke up.

   "Did you hide it in your?  you know?" she said pointing to Stacy's cloth
covered cunt.

   Stacy nodded hesitantly.  "Yeah...  I did." Stacy took a big breath
steeling her nerves.  She had to do this, otherwise she'd be thought of as
a fraidy cat for ever.  she could see her friends watching her from about 5
feet away, their eyes daring her to go through with it.

   "Do you want to light it?" she asked, hoping they wouldn't want to.  As
small kids they weren't likely to rat her out to the adults, but she wasn't
sure if they'd want to light the fuse or not.

   The Boys' eyes opened wide in wonder while the girl looked a bit
stunned. "Yeah!" one of the boys shouted "Would we ever!" he smiled widely
as Stacy's own fake smile dropped a bit at that, but she knew what she had
to do now.

   "Okay." Stacy said as she pulled a book of matches off the string of her
thong where it rested against her left hip "Here's the matches." she said
hesitantly handing over the matches to the kids.  She could see her friends
a bit surprised by her actions chattering to each other as she watched, but
she was too far away to hear them.  As the boy picked up the matchbook she
felt like she could feel the blood rushing in her veins, this was it.  He
flicked the match against the strip, but it didn't start.  Stacy watched as
the kid tried again and again but he only succeeded in making the match
useless.

   "Stupid matches, they won't light!" the boy complained.  "You can light
it right?  Here." He saidpassing the matchbook to Stacy.  She was shocked,
the boy wanted her to light the match himself?  She looked up at her
friends, but they just smiled and nodded at her encouraging her to do it.
She took a big breath, she didn't want to be considered afraid, but... 
Stacy closed her eyes and struck the match against the strip, hoping that
it wouldn't work.  The match caught, she knew it at once despite her shut
eyes.  She could hear the match lighting and the fire on it crackling in
the midday sun.

   "Thanks!  This is great" the kid said taking the match back from Stacy.

   She watched Stunned as the kid bent down and quickly lit the fuse,
causing it to sizzle as it burned.  the kids were watching her, their eyes
raking over her body.  The boys eyes lingered on her breasts, the nipples
barely covered by the cloth of the thong bikini, the girl's eyes however
were glued between her legs watching as the twisted cord burned, inching
closer to the fireworks packed into her cunt.

   Stacy watched as the fuse burned, her eyes looking at her friends hoping
that they wouldn't make her go through with this, but they were no help,
their eyes were wide shocked that she was actually doing it, but now that
the fuse had been lit they were just as interested in seeing it blow as the
kids.

   The fuse was about half way up her thigh now and it looked like the only
way to stop it would be to chicken out and do it herself, but she couldn't
do that, she'd never live it down.  The kids' eyes were all riveted on her
crotch now, she blushed a bit, trembling at the thought of the firework
inevietably going off inside her.  The fuse was close, any second now and
it would dip below her bathing suit and there wouldn't be any way to stop
it.

   Suddenly a boot covered foot blocked her view as it stomped down upon
the fuse.  Stacy gasped, it was the beach patrol.  They had found her!  Her
heart pounded in her chest, the fuse was dead, but the beach patrol had
found her.

   "Miss, I'm afraid We're gonna have to arrest you for public indecency."
the man said as he hauled her to her feet by the arms, "You're gonna have
to come with us."

   Stacy's friends watched as the beach patrol dragged her off, the string
still dangling between her legs.