She could only imagine what was overly perverted. She opened her mouth to ask, but simply shook her head instead. Did she really want to know? It was probably safer not knowing. Or just letting her imagination fill in the blanks. She laughed as he mentioned the sexy aspect of not being able to see her clearly. "Well it does save me a little modesty."
She couldn't help herself, once he started stripping, giving a rather loud cat call whistle. Once he was out of his jeans, he might be shameless but she wasn't, her gaze shifted to his feet as the boxers dropped. "We'll just have to see, huh?" The likelihood wasn't too high, especially with the other girl in the pool.
Turning to face him, her arms ducking below the surface, to give a little semblance of modesty, resting them over her bosom. "Is it normal to feel a little less naked once you're not the only one?"