Tourmaline was in heaven as the heat soaked into her muscles and she just sat there, eyes closed, almost about to fall asleep when she sensed another arrive. Drat! She had hoped to be alone for a while, get clean, maybe have some fun, and relax for a while longer. ~Gods, please be a woman so I don’t have to deal with a man leering at me this time.~ Tourmaline thought to herself, not that she didn’t like men, she happily went either way, but she did find that males tended towards more leering than some females. While she knew that some woman would leer and stare, it wasn’t as uncomfortable for Tourmaline, who would also stare now and then.
In this case, with one eye cracked open just enough to see, Tour watched as the woman who had arrived started to undress. First the boots came off, then the cream coloured blouse, trousers next, she was curvy to, Tour would admit, she liked what she saw, and the toned muscles, much like Tour’s own, just added that much more. Tour had an image of her hand taking a handful of that luscious red hair, among other images for a moment.
With one eye still just opened enough to watch as the woman entered the water, not yet saying anything, dipping herself under the water before finally speaking. Tour took that opportunity to open her eye completely to glance more openly at the woman and give a small shrug. ”No bother to me, enjoy yourself.” She replied and closed her eyes to relax again.
Tourmaline moved against after a little while, dunking her own head and dull green hair under the water, pushing it out of her face as she came up to just under shoulder height. Reaching over she grabbed one of the soaps from the bank and glanced to the woman. ”I hope you don’t mind.” Without really waiting for an answer, because Tour was going to do anyway, hoping that she would be ok with it seeing as they were both women, or at least had those bits and pieces.
Dipping the soap into the water Tourmaline started to rub it up and down her arms to get a lather going. Once she had a decent lathered made Tourmaline dunked her head again and then started to wash her hair, up out of the water just enough to show off some of her cleavage and her ample but not large chest. A though crossed her mind and she looked to the other woman while still rubbing the soap into her hair. ”If you like, I have another bar of soap with me if you want it, and some oils. Oh, and I’m Tourmaline, but most call me Tour.” Tour was testing the water, so to speak, seeing how the woman would react to such an offer, if she wanted the soap, Tour would toss her the unused bar.