Gym toned cheeks rippled under her blue dress.

She picked at her g-string with a manicured nail.

And rubbed the mottled skin of her red upper arms.

Hugging herself.

Holding her stomach in.

Her hair was short.

Split ends feathered around her neck and tickled her ears.

Her sunglasses hide her eyes.

She watched the people around her. Wondering if they watched her.

Or if they liked to be watched too.