Skinny dippin...

"Fine... I've got a better idea anyway." she stumbled her way to a hall closet, grabbing two towels. "There's a community pool just over there." She pointed out through the sliding glass door to a fenced off area. "It's tecccchnically closed right now, but the latch doesn't close very well."
"I don't have a bathing suit." Kyle shrugged. Beth only grinned. "Beth... what are you..."
"Never have I ever.... gone skinny dipping?"
{if History = 0
} she tilted her head and {else
} she grabbed the whiskey bottle and took a pull, then she {endif
}hefted the bottle of whiskey towards him. When he shook his head, she smiled wider.
"Come on, then..."
Beth led Kyle out through the back door, and snuck over to the fenced off pool. {if History = 0
}I can't believe {if Shame < 50
}i've never done this before. {else
}i'm actually doing this... {endif
}{elseif Shame < 50
}This is going to be fun... {else
}This is not a smart idea... The thought was doing nothing to stop her, though. {endif
}
She lifted the latch and they were in. The pool was heated, and lit dimly by soft running lights, but once they were in the water it would be difficult to see anything clearly.
"Okay... I'll cover my eyes until you get it, and then you turn around until I do..."
"Whatever you say, Beth..." his words were admonishing, but his tone was eager. He was enjoying himself.
She covered her eyes while she listened to the sounds of the young soldier shedding his clothes. Once she heard the splash, she took her hand away. Kyle was in the water up to his pecs... his... big, scarred pecs with the tattoos. Oh, my...
"T...turn around..." Kyle obliged, and she drunkenly peeled off her clothes before executing a perfect dive into the deep end, reveling in the feeling of warm water on every surface of her body.