Ainsley let out a laugh as her shorts hit the sand, "But I love chicken soup. Make it for me anyway?"
There she was, standing on the beach in her knickers and bra, looking completely comfortable and watching Penny. Even if she did manage to convince Penny to go skinny dipping, no one would know. It would be something Ainsley took to her grave, and she knew she wouldn't have to tell her friend that. She just wanted Penny to have fun. During school the other girl had always been about grades and duties, and Ainsley often had pulled her away to do something stupid and childish just to relax.
"Hmm," she said, her hand going to her chin in a thoughtful manner, "I suppose. Though I don't see the point, I've seen you naked before." Ainsley shrugged and unclasped her bra, watching Penny out of the corner of her eye to see if she was going to do anything.