[ ... he's staaaring. Why so staaaring. She smiles shyly and gets back to her feet, brushing the sand off her dress. ]
Um ... could you ... turn around for a minute? [ bites her lip. He'd only see her take off her dress, after all, and she has her suit on beneath, so it makes little difference... but she's feeling a little too modest to just strip in front of him! ]
[Action; Noon of June 14th]
Um ... could you ... turn around for a minute? [ bites her lip. He'd only see her take off her dress, after all, and she has her suit on beneath, so it makes little difference... but she's feeling a little too modest to just strip in front of him! ]