Tala watched her with a smirk, eyes narrowing as though suspecting some duplicity on Damita's part. Finally, she relented, her legs slipping slowly down Damita's silky thighs to touch the shifting sand under the water. She remained close, though, resting a straight arm over Damita's shoulder as they pressed against one another, paying little attention to nipples hardened by exertion and by contact with another woman's bare breasts.<br/><br/>She was still panting, mirroring Damita's wide smile as dark eyes searched the older girls face, and that matted carmel hair. "Will you bathe with me often, Damita? I will like to have a sister, I think."<br/><br/>