Enter the clearing.

I stepped into the clearing to investigate the splash. Turning to the area from which I had heard the noise, I gasped. It was Linda, all right, and she was, in fact, swimming in the shallow pool of clear, fresh water....nude!

Her lithe body was floating face up in the water, eyes closed as her hands tread the water beneath her and she lightly kicked her feet to remain afloat. Her athletic legs shone in the moonlight and her breasts pointed up to the sky, the cool air perking her nipples to points. She seemed like some sort of magical vision called up from a mystical pool, lost in the sensuous feelings of the night and the water.

She hadn't seen me yet. Would she be offended, thinking that I had followed to spy on her? Or would she welcome me into the pool with her?