Aolani
Aolani stared at Chiyo in brief surprise, not expecting her permission for that ill thought out suggestion. Still, though, she wasn't about to look a gift-horse in the mouth...
Aolani reached into her pocket and got out her cellphone, using all her willpower to stop her hand from shaking. She turned on the camera function, and snapped a few, quick photos of Chiyo in the skimpy bikini. She was almost--almost--tempted to ask Chiyo to turn around so she could get a good shot of her ass....but, thankfully, the blonde held herself back from asking such an embarrassing question.
....Though that didn't stop her from angling her phone to get a picture of the mirror, too, which just so happened to have a nice shot of Chiyo's backside in the reflection.
She pocketed her phone once that was done, and managed to smile at Chiyo, doing her best to cover up her frayed nerves. Good God, she had to get out of here before she broke down. Her willpower was seriously starting to slip away....
"Thanks, Chiyo! I'll make sure to hang onto these, so we can show your future boyfriend....or girlfriend....these lovely little photos." Aolani declared, giving her friend a teasing smile. "Now, you can go ahead and get out of that! You still have three more suits to try."
The blonde grinned at her one last time...and reached out to give her friend a brief hug. She couldn't help it; her defenses were quickly crumbling, and besides, Chiyo wouldn't mind this little display of affection, right?
Aolani held onto the hug a little longer than necessary--God, Chiyo's bare back felt so smooth and soft--but, she finally let go, and quickly turned around to leave Chiyo to change in peace.
She closed the changing room door behind her, and nearly sagged against the wall. Her hands shook slightly, and her face began to redden once more.
"God..." Aolani blew out a breath, as she struggled to rein in her...everything. She had come this close to breaking down....oh god, she was never doing this again. Never. Aolani just knew if she saw Chiyo in a bikini like that again, or similar clothing, she'd just....
The blonde blushed at that thought. Good lord, she had to get her emotions under control! She was better than being this...this gibbering mess of feelings and hormones and...ugh! God, it made her wish she was a Vulcan or something, sometimes...
As Aolani waited on Chiyo, she couldn't help but slip her hand into her pocket, and felt at her cellphone. She wouldn't dare take it out now to look at those photos...but later, much later, she might take a look at them again.
Just to, uh, preserve the memory, of course. And nothing else. At all. W-what else would she use them for, after all? Heh...