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Penelope could not breathe. Eloise floated like a waterlily upon the pool, the tips of her breasts pointed up above the water, her belly rising with each breath and her thighs spread wide. Beautiful, Penelope thought; so beautiful that she did not know what to do except look, her eyes tracing Eloise's skin. She wondered if the cool water felt nice upon Eloise's skin; if she was enjoying the lap of it against her body, against the soft skin of her breasts and between her legs as Penelope was.
"Penelope," Eloise said lazily, her mouth turning up at the corners. "You are staring."
Penelope swallowed, started from her daydreaming. She shifted beneath the water and watched its surface ripple. "No I am not," she insisted, her cheeks warm despite the cool kiss of the water. "And you cannot possibly see — your eyes are closed."
"I know when you look at me, Penelope Featherington," Eloise retorted, and her voice was silky, warm enough to make Penelope shiver. "Come. You do not need to simply look. You might touch, also. We are spinsters, are we not?"
OR: Penelope and Eloise go skinny dipping