Angrily

One of the girls leans over the side of the pool and pours something out of a large vial. The steam rising from the pool slowly starts smelling of fruits and flowers. The other girl grabs the hem of her coat, pulling it off her shoulder, then grabs ahold of her underclothes. “Arms.” She commands, angrily. The rough fabrics brush over her breasts, then over her head. Her skirt quickly follow, getting dropped in one swift no-nonsense movement.

Helen tries covering her dignity as much as possible, while the **** throws her clothes in a bundle in the corner, muttering to herself. She caught fractures of her words, but they sounded awfully a lot like a complaint about “fucking huge tits.” The **** gives her the fakest smile she could muster. “Let’s get your stink off, shall we?”

She pushes her towards the pool, trying to trip her, rewarding her the evil eye from the other girl, who catches Helen just in time. “Please sit down.” She adds, an honest warm smile touching her eyes. “We’ll do all the work.” Her warmth gets mirrored back as the girl lowers herself into the pool, warm water making her muscles relax.