A ghost in the ship Part 3

Alone in her room, Medusa was finally able to take the blindfold off without harming anyone. It was a refreshing feeling of freedom only comparable to the moment when she took out her bra after a long busy day, only ten times stronger. Being able to see after such a long period of blindness allowed her to grasp the beauty of colors and the chances to look herself in the mirror after taking a shower.

"Not bad." She giggled after turning from side to side to fully appreciate her own figure covered only by the wet hair sticking to her soft skin. Back when the others called her proportions 'inhumane' she felt hurt, but now she understood where they came from.