The girl with red hair stopped running, and stared at Molly, in a manner that she would have considered rude had her own mouth not been gaping. She closed it, and crossed her arms over her own breasts hidden beneath pink fabric. The other girls stilled as well, until all of them were staring at Molly. The red head moved forward, a smile on her face again, and her head tilted inquisitively.
"Who are you?" she asked, and as she came closer, Molly saw that the girl's eyes were the same shade of blue as the sky above.
The girl seemed oblivious to her own beauty, and intimidated Molly's self-conscious gesture, obviously not because of modesty, but because it was what Molly was doing. The girl's legs remained unconsciously spread, so that they created a small triangle, just beneath the little thatch of red hair. Molly opened her mouth and answered with her name, she didn't know what else to tell the girl. In fact, she hadn't been sure until the girl opened her mouth that people here spoke English. This place seemed very European to her.
Brownie number one, seemed to take in the answer, and then deemed it appropriate to ask another question. "Why don't we see your skin?"
Molly thought that the most absurd question ever, clearly this girl had no concept of modesty either, but still, to suggest that SHE was the weird one, all because she had clothes, it seemed absurd.
Brownie two was walking around behind Molly, and Molly felt as if she were being carefully inspected. She wondered what the girls saw when they looked at her. She knew she saw a great deal more than should be shown in public when she saw them. She looked over her shoulder at the man seated in the tall grasses, but he had stood up, and was moving toward the village. He was nude, and his body moved very nicely in its skin. It was appealing, and she couldn't deny it.
Molly pressed her legs together, and Brownie number one copied her. It was very disconcerting. She took a step back and bumped Brownie number two. Red didn't give her the space she had been hoping for, but followed her, moving a step closer, so that she was suddenly a bit claustrophobic, she had to get out of the situation. She had three choices…
"Who are you?" she asked, and as she came closer, Molly saw that the girl's eyes were the same shade of blue as the sky above.
The girl seemed oblivious to her own beauty, and intimidated Molly's self-conscious gesture, obviously not because of modesty, but because it was what Molly was doing. The girl's legs remained unconsciously spread, so that they created a small triangle, just beneath the little thatch of red hair. Molly opened her mouth and answered with her name, she didn't know what else to tell the girl. In fact, she hadn't been sure until the girl opened her mouth that people here spoke English. This place seemed very European to her.
Brownie number one, seemed to take in the answer, and then deemed it appropriate to ask another question. "Why don't we see your skin?"
Molly thought that the most absurd question ever, clearly this girl had no concept of modesty either, but still, to suggest that SHE was the weird one, all because she had clothes, it seemed absurd.
Brownie two was walking around behind Molly, and Molly felt as if she were being carefully inspected. She wondered what the girls saw when they looked at her. She knew she saw a great deal more than should be shown in public when she saw them. She looked over her shoulder at the man seated in the tall grasses, but he had stood up, and was moving toward the village. He was nude, and his body moved very nicely in its skin. It was appealing, and she couldn't deny it.
Molly pressed her legs together, and Brownie number one copied her. It was very disconcerting. She took a step back and bumped Brownie number two. Red didn't give her the space she had been hoping for, but followed her, moving a step closer, so that she was suddenly a bit claustrophobic, she had to get out of the situation. She had three choices…
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