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“Oh, I’m sorry. I forgot to ask if you’re not going to drip yourself in?” “No, Helen. I’m good. I will just watch you over from here.” I shrugged my shoulders then smiled. “Okay, if that’s what you want.” I left Mortel under the tree to wash myself in the river. Earlier, I planned to drip in with my clothes on. But knowing that someone is watching me, I slowly removed my uniform dress until only my underwear was left. “Enjoy the show, Mortel. Enjoy my body.” I said to myself then smirked.

I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face as the warm spray of the shower rained down on me. My whole body felt alive, buzzing with nervous excitement, like I had butterflies fluttering in my stomach that refused to settle. Tonight wasn’t just any night—it was the night. Tonight I was going to give Cole something he had only ever dared to whisper in a drunken haze. Tonight, his secret fantasy would finally come true.

I spread subtle, his toe teasing my wet folds. The pool later that day? That's when it got wetter.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

I was so wet, so soaking wet down there. As my fingers glided all over my pussy, I could hear the erotic noise my pussy lips made as I rubbed them together; as they came in contact, the squelching sounds of my pussy lips sounded so fucking sexy, the feeling was intense, it felt so good, the sensation was too much, it was mind-blowing.

"Now be a good girl until we get home." I whined, "I’ll try to be a good girl for you... I think... maybe..." I tried closing my legs, hoping it would dull the ache. It didn’t. It made it worse. I could feel how wet I was, the soaked fabric clinging, pressing hard against my swollen pussy. Every little bump in the road made it worse. My body was already tipping over the edge.

Joyce whistled. “Yes, only when my body is wet and she must come in direct contact with me, then she gets into vigorous play. I have always thought that the rain curse was a made-up story. So, it’s not only rain but also when our body gets wet with water. Our wet body causes attraction to the female or male,” Drake wondered. “Not everyone has this curse! It’s only you… To make you stop going out and getting wet, I made everyone follow that rule.” Ernest dropped a bomb on Drake.

It had taken things she adored, but little by little, it will find ways to bring them back. Cali’s bed was soaked in rainwater, and when she got up, she saw the little one looking at her strangely. She felt embarrassed and couldn’t explain why, the window was closed, so the click of the photos was on her mind, that boy was interesting and certainly caught her attention.

Pouring from the roof tops making loud noises as they hit the ground . I could not wait any longer ,it was now or never . With my joggers and blue v-neck t-shirt on I run through the rain till I reached home. I was totally drenched in rain when I got home. I cursed myself for not taking an umbrella and a jacket . Feeling cold due to my wet clothes I rushed to the doorbell and rang it several times . It was at this time I wished I had taken my spare keys. With all my efforts gone to waste I sat at the porch and waited for someone to show up and open the door . Shaking from head to toe I watched to see if anyone was coming . When I saw the trace of a black Toyota Yaris I quickly got up with s

It was Crimson. "Hello." I said as I answered the call and sat down. "Did you need something?" "Yeah, uh, I did." Crimson replied as he sighed. "Do you think I could take a bath in your house? I'm having water problems here." "This late at night? I mean you can, but do you know where our house is?" "Right. I forgot about that." "Do you wanna just meet up sonewhere so I can pick you up? The school's pretty close here."