Luna nodded, understanding now. Putting aside the talk about sex, it wasn't getting any warmer. Only cooler, in fact, which wasn't good for swimming.
"All my dreams are lovely. We should share some."
Nodding, she smiled and whipped her shirt over her head. Taking her time to carefully fold the pirate shirt that was her treasure. Setting it down upon the rug, she straightened up to reveal only the plain white training bra she wore. Kicking off the wooden cogs, she unzipped her purple skirt before standing and sliding it down to her ankles. Stepping out of it, again she wore just plain white panties.
"You want to wear just white, as pretty colors attract fish," she told Ginny as she began to remove her socks.