Naked Guys All Over

(Myra's POV)

"It looks ok~ayy, I guess" twirling around, I looked myself up in the mirror inside the makeshift changing room. The upper half clung to my figure and the white bottoms, though not very revealing, were just touching my ass cheek line.

Letting my hair loose, I was glad that the suit had a cover up with it, making me not so uncomfortable, 'Whosoever bought it is actually quite thoughtful' I admit.

Making my way out, I felt a bit self-conscious, tucking my hair behind my ear although I didn't know just why the hell I was even nervous. 'It's just a swimsuit, hmmm. Be confident.'

I walked confidently, or I might say I was trying to be confident as I could tell four pair of eyes were watching my every step, or rather boring at me intently.