A bright flash went off and the eighth member of the pool had arrived.
This time, it was a middle-aged man. Just like the former boys, he was wearing a bikini that was obviously made for a woman, but it wasn't a sling bikini. It was a microkini. The triangular "cups" of the microkini top were so small that they would only cover a woman's nipple, areola, and only a little more than that. On the man, the microkini top just sagged, since there were no breasts to contain within it. The bottoms were G-string bikini bottoms, which obviously did little to hide the man's penis, which protruded out the side of the garment. Just like Grace's swimwear, the microkini was colored green.
The man was shocked, to say the least, seeing that he was somewhere else and also that he was wearing an extremely skimpy female swimsuit.
But he wasn't the only one who was shocked. Grace had never seen someone just appear out of thin air right in front of her.
"Who are you?" Grace asked the man.
