Gillian followed me into the bathroom. Before I could turn around she had kicked the door closed behind us. She growled as she pulled me close, and my protests over being sweaty and smelly were lost as she captured my mouth. “God Alice, I thought I’d never get you alone.” Her hands were everywhere, and before I knew it, she had divested me of my clothes, and stripped herself.
It was unfair for anyone to have a body that perfect. She was tall and lean and athletic. Her pert breasts had small n*****s like little buttons. Her stomach was not only flat, at times when she flexed I started to see the definitive start of a six-pack. She had shaved the hair from between her legs, and her legs went on forever. I was torn between my awe for her beauty, and my sense of shame and unworthin
