Tina – I don’t know how you’re not freezing!

Bette – I’m used to it!

She calmly walks out of the water. The producer turns to her and smiles.

Tina – Sorry, now you have no towel.

Bette – It’s ok. I don’t need it.

She squeezes her hair to pour the water out and uses her hands on her body to dry herself off. The blonde cannot help but gaze at the exquisite naked body in front of her.  She nervously smiles.

Tina – You have such a great tan!

She touches her arm to Bette’s.

Tina – I sure look like a ghost next to you.

The brunette traces her index finger along Tina’s forearm.

Bette – Your skin is milky like a baby’s … perfect for a model.

The blonde smiles surprised.

Tina – I’m not the model here!

They gaze at each other for a moment. Tina’s smile fades under the gaze of two brown eyes. She feels herself blushing and looks down.

Bette – Let’s get your baby skin out of the sun before you bake. The sun can be brutal at high altitude. You’re already turning red.

The blonde chuckles disconcerted. The sun is not the cause of her sudden redness. They grab their clothes and walk back to the cabin, the producer walking ahead through the narrow trail. They have walked on a trail before, more than once actually. This time it is different. Her heart is still beating fast … because of the swimming, she reasons. While the brunette seems to be perfectly at ease completely naked, Tina, wrapped in a towel, feels a tension that she can’t quite explain. It is a nervousness … like a flutter in the pit of her stomach. Perhaps because she has never met such an intriguing woman, who can be so contentious at times, so distant other times … and so gentle the next. Perhaps because the brunette is walking behind her in total silence … and naked. Perhaps because she has never been naked alone … with a lesbian. Perhaps … her curiosity is getting the best of her, she safely thinks. After all, she is a writer, always creating potential characters and movies in her head. Could the brunette be her next character? She exhales.