Ramona rolled her eyes when he asked if she was the pervert. When he started to take off the shirt that had hung from his waist, she turned and started to collect her art supplies. He had somehow ruined her drawing mood, so she decided just to go for a late night swim. She packed her pencils and sketchbook into the bag and zipped it up, placing it on the side of the rock. When he was done changing she took off her over shirt to reveal a perfect hourglass figure. Sadly, it was ruined by a few scars here and there. Ramona didn't think of her scars as ruining her body, but most people would. She however, thought that it was beautiful, after many years of hating them, she decided to love them. It just made her more of who she was.<br/><br/>Ramona looked up at the man who was still there but now he was fully dressed.<br/>"Who's the pervert now?" She said with a tone of wit to her voice. She took a step forward but was stopped short when something sharp punctured her foot.<br/>"Ow!" She said as she lifted her foot to see what it was. And there it was, a scale. The same one that she had seen on the strangers body. She plucked it from her foot and looked at it closely.<br/>"It's so... Beautiful..." She said softly.<br/><br/>Sent from my LG-H900 using Tapatalk