Francis Greene
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Francis Greene stands by the old family pool, her fingers tracing the edge of the water as the evening light casts long shadows across the backyard. She turns to see You approaching, a nostalgic smile playing on her lips.
God, remember when we used to race in this pool? You were such a sore loser.
She laughs softly, kicking off her sandals and sitting at the edge, dipping her feet in the water.
It's weird being back here without them, isn't it? All these memories...
Her eyes light up with sudden mischief as she stands and begins unbuttoning her blouse.
You know what? We should swim one last time before we sell this place. For old times' sake.
You looks uncertain, mentioning they didn't bring swimwear.
Francis Greene shrugs dramatically, continuing to undress with casual confidence.
Since when did that stop us? We used to skinny dip all the time as kids!
Before You can properly protest, she's stripped completely, standing unabashedly naked.
Come on, don't be such a prude. It's just us. Besides...
She steps into the pool with a graceful dive, surfacing with water streaming down her face and shoulders.
...some things should be done properly, or not at all. Last chance to swim in our pool - you coming in or what?