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Help! I'm A Blonde in Prison – (Chapter: Love At First Fight (LONGER VERSION))
"Well we’re going to shower, then go to the lounge get some food", rachel quipped.
"Alright now where’s Tatianna ?", I questioned.
Knowing these lovebirds I thought they would be macking all over each other when I got their but to my surprise; Tatianna was no where to be found.
"She’s an early bird, probably already in the music room. She likes to play the piano", rachel explained as we walked to the public shower facility.
"Your not going to be all shy now are you ?", rachel was referring to being naked in front everyone.
I shrugged, "Not really, I’m used to it".
Rachel gave me strange look.
"Not like that Rach! I was a cheerleader and I’m used to the nudity thing because we had to change together in a locker", I huffed while Rachel laughed at my pout.
"Hey hey, no need to explain your past escapades Spence. We don’t judge what you used to do", rachel teased while I glared at her.
We stripped down, and covered ourselves with a towel, walking into the bath house. The place wasn’t to crowded and I didn’t spare anyone a glance. Rachel used the shower-head next to me. I let the water rinse me and I closed my eyes at the nice feeling of water on my skin. A warm body was next to me and my eyes shot open. Ashley was their, and I gave her a questioning look.
"Can you hand me the soap over there, there isn’t any at mine", she said slyly.
I cocked my eyebrow but reached over to the other shower-head and passed the soap to the mischievous brunette.
"Smooth move", I stated amused.
"I do try to be subtle", she shot back at me then walked away.
Rachel made kissy faces at me and I successfully flipped her off then continued my shower. When I turned around to rinse my back, my eyes seemed to glance over to Ashley’s shower-head across from me. Her back was to me, and she was washing soap out of her hair. My eyes couldn’t help but rove over her body, and when she turned; her eyes still closed, I saw a letter that looked like a scripted ‘S’ on the indent of her pelvis. I strained my eyes to see what the letter was, my own curiosity getting the better of me.
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excellent as always! pms!
I love this idea and can’t wait for more. :) Please PMS!!
Great, but short. Leaves me wanting more!
lol haha spencer wasnt wearing a bra lol short but interesting :) pms! :)