She didn't notice how close to being bare she was when she was in his arms, didn't know her towel was gradually loosening when she was twisting and shaking uncontrollably in his embrace.
And when she withdrew from the embrace, her towel fell off her body.
Her reaction was instant.
"Shit! I'm sorry!" Sherry exclaimed, scrambling to wrap herself up.
Her hand had barely grazed the fabric's edge when someone grabbed her by the wrist.
Her head immediately rose high, her flushed face twisted in shock.
"Syril?"
"You're beautiful. So beautiful," Syril suddenly declared, whispering in a tone that sent shivers down Sherry's spine.
Sherry almost smiled, but caught herself in time.
"Are you nuts?" Her eyes widened, her cheeks now deeply tinged scarlet.
She yanked her hand off and hastily covered herself, moving several inches away from the teenager.
