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"Might. You know Mindy."
Tyra thinks about it for a minute and then she steps away from Tim, walking away from him. When she steps out of the water, her heels digging into wet sand, she slowly pulls Tim's jersey up over her head. The sun feels real good on her bare shoulders and, when she glances back at Tim, the look on his face isn't so bad either.
She tosses the shirt to him, the blue and gold real bright in the sunlight, and then she turns back towards their hut.
"Coming?"
Tyra walks up the beach to the hut in nothing but her panties, taking her time, pretty damn sure that Tim's following her. Of course, someone could come wandering across the beach at any time, see her standing there almost naked, but, somehow, she can't bring herself to care.
Maybe she'll deal with that when she gets to it.
Tyra thinks about it for a minute and then she steps away from Tim, walking away from him. When she steps out of the water, her heels digging into wet sand, she slowly pulls Tim's jersey up over her head. The sun feels real good on her bare shoulders and, when she glances back at Tim, the look on his face isn't so bad either.
She tosses the shirt to him, the blue and gold real bright in the sunlight, and then she turns back towards their hut.
"Coming?"
Tyra walks up the beach to the hut in nothing but her panties, taking her time, pretty damn sure that Tim's following her. Of course, someone could come wandering across the beach at any time, see her standing there almost naked, but, somehow, she can't bring herself to care.
Maybe she'll deal with that when she gets to it.