A grunt, a puff, and a slow inhale.
Not a word spoken, only silent- gracious movements with each rub of the towel. Her head at most looked to the side, never behind.
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Quite the view he'll receive, each movement more pronound than it should've been...
Was she aware of him? If only there were some tell-tale signs!
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