"Needing to breathe is not rude. I should have asked before I started feeling you up." She teased, standing as he shifted his position. She was already shrugging out of her jacket as he slid beneath the water's surface. She wasn't shy, nor was she slow and seductive when it came to disrobing. Her top came first, tying on the simple triangle style bikini, in a holographic rich plum. The boots and pants followed, as they were more like pealing off a second skin. But the bottoms matched the top.
Bryn may have been old, seen many things in her years, but she still held that little bit of whimsy, with the rainbow iridescence over dark shade. Tying back her unruly redhair, she stepped in, one foot at a time, before simply stepping into the deep end with a light gasp of breath.