"Okay...I'll admit this one, I guess. Promise not to slap me?" You grin weakly.
"I guess so. Unless it's realy bad." Melody says thoughtfully.
"Thanks. That makes me feel better." You roll your eyes.
"Less sarcasm, more revealing your secrets." She insists, shifting so she's sitting on your stomach and holding you in place. "Now, get on with it."
"Fine, fine. Two years ago we went on a week long camping excursion to Owl's Head National Park."
"I remember." Melody nods.
"Well, you remember how the showers were completely busted for two days, and we both stunk something horrible? You decided on the second day to just go bathe in the lake? And I was supposed to stay at camp and gather firewood..."
"You didn't!" Melody interjects in surprise.
"I did." You grin sheepishly. I snuck over to the lake shortly after you. I watched you disrobe and get in the water. I watched you bathe for a short while before deciding I needed to gather some sticks."
"I was wondering why the firewood pile was so small when I got back!" She huffed. "You...you snuck up and watched me bathe?" She smacked your shoulder playfully. "You pervert!"
"Hey! No hitting! I thought we covered the no hitting thing!" You exclaim. "And why am I a pervert? You watched me get out of the shower remember?"
"I peeked, Jack. Just a second or two." She waggled a finger. "What you did was voyuerism!"
"I like to think of it as an extended peek." You say reproachfully.
"So you saw all of me, then, I take it." Melody sighed, although she didn't look nearly as pissed as you assume she would be after a statement like that.
"Well, not all of you..." You start.
"Enough of me." She completed your train of thought. "So what do you think of my breasts, huh?"
"Errr...I plead the fifth?" You offer.
"Oh no you don't." She narrows her eyes. "You owe me, voyeur boy."
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