A mud bath

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You and Veronica both walk into the steaming mud room.  An assistant takes your towels, and You both sink into the pit of warm mud.  You close your eyes, and lean back, allowing the mud to rise up over your neck, and brush your chin a little.  You feel tingling sensatins from the mud all around you, and since no one will see, you lay a hand on your submerged vagina, and stroke it softly.  You doze a little, but then hear someone get in next to you.  He mumbles something to himself, but you know from his voice that he is a boy.  You tense up, but don't move.
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You and Veronica both walk into the steaming mud room.  An assistant takes your towels, and you both sink into the pit of warm mud.  You close your eyes, and lean back, allowing the mud to rise up over your neck, and brush your chin a little.  You feel tingling sensatins from the mud all around you, and since no one will see, you lay a hand on your submerged vagina, and stroke it softly.  You doze a little, but then hear someone get in next to you.  He mumbles something to himself, but you know from his voice that he is a boy.  You tense up, but don't move.
You decide to:
You decide to:
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[[keep your eyes closed]]
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[[keep your eyes closed and just soak in the bath]]
[[look over at him]]
[[look over at him]]
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[[Category: Blackmail]]
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'''Requirements:'''  ''This is a story about a young girl written in second person.''

Current revision as of 19:59, 5 July 2008

You and Veronica both walk into the steaming mud room. An assistant takes your towels, and you both sink into the pit of warm mud. You close your eyes, and lean back, allowing the mud to rise up over your neck, and brush your chin a little. You feel tingling sensatins from the mud all around you, and since no one will see, you lay a hand on your submerged vagina, and stroke it softly. You doze a little, but then hear someone get in next to you. He mumbles something to himself, but you know from his voice that he is a boy. You tense up, but don't move.

You decide to:

keep your eyes closed and just soak in the bath

look over at him




Requirements: This is a story about a young girl written in second person.

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