Amy considered the challenge for a moment before she stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.  She was more hungry than anything else, but she couldn't let her little brother win a challenge even if it was as silly as getting naked in front of him.<br/><br/>White tank top came over her head and boy shorts were kicked off within seconds of entering the room.  Then she slid back the shower curtain and stepped in.  The hot water from the shower head pinged off her brother's skin and fell upon her own as her feet planted firmly in the centimeter deep water.<br/><br/>Amy didn't exactly have the traditional "dancer's" body.  She wasn't tall for one thing, and while not as short as their mother she was decidedly average in the height department.  Her lines were nice though her bust and hips were too large for the petite ballerina figure.  It was possibly why she'd decided to pursue hip-hop after puberty.  Her face was expressive, not quite as practiced as her sister's, the "drama queen", but still capable of conveying a story and despite the hour her brown eyes sparkled with an amused mirth from meeting her brother's challenge and possible even embarrassing him.  Dark brown hair, the tips quickly collecting water and clinging to her skin, fell over her shoulders and across her bare breasts.  Her skin was tanned from the sun, all the way down to her waist where a thin white "bikini line" was noticeable.  It was a testament to her positive body image that her breasts were as tan as the rest of her torso.   The muscles in her arms and legs, while toned, were unmistakeably feminine.  The pale white skin of her pelvis was nude as the rest of her, since Amy followed her mother's example and kept herself shaved.<br/><br/><strong>"Hand me my body wash and I'll scrub your back,"</strong>she said disregarding whatever look Jake was giving her.