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he watched her closely, laying on her stomach, her bikini top untied so she wouldn't have a white line across her back. she was so scared she'd accidentally show off her meager breasts. he wished she would have. he wished he could have gotten up the nerve to just come right out and tell her he wanted to see them. most likely, she would have laughed at him, then she would have embarrassed him by telling everyone what he'd said. but, there would always be that slim chance that she'd show him what he wanted to see, even if only for a second. of course, then he'd just want to touch her, and that was never going to happen.

"eyes on her"