Aisha smiled weakly as Jake draped the towel across her shoulder, her cheeks burning brightly.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"T-thanks..."</span>She mumbled, as she quickly darted off towards her tent. If she had noticed Jake's rather obvious reaction to her, she made no sign of it. She felt a little bummed about losing her top though, as she quickly pulled a shirt over her head. Guess that was the end of swimming...<br/><br/>Stepping back out of her tent, rubbing the tower through her wet hair, her wardrobe hadnt really improved that much. The shirt was covering up her chest, but her skin had still been moist, so the fabric clung to her body, revealing her luscious forms and lack of bra. All things considered though, Aisha felt refreshed after such a nice dive.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>