Flirt with Julietta

You give Julieta your cool, reliable, and sexy strong girl smile. You pick her up and carry her to the table, where you gently take her shoe off. It's immediately obvious that Julietta cannot be as innocent as she looks, because she responds way too easily to your touches, getting redder and redder.

You get the shoe off and check her foot and ankle very careful, but with soft, lingering touches that aren't inappropriate or anything, just... you know.

Julietta doesn't object.

"Does it hurt?" you ask her.

"Not much."

You put the ice on it much more kindly than Ana did for you and hold it there. Her shorts are short, and wide in the leg, so you can see up them. Julietta... definitely has your interest.

"I'm Adella," you introduce yourself.

She sits up. "Julietta. It's very nice to meet you."

The click is instant and perfect. Julietta can read you like a book, but she obviously likes that book.

"Do you want me to check your leg? Just to be sure?" you ask.

She nods, still blushing.

"Please."

You put both hands on her thigh, inching upward with plenty of pressure. She gets redder. She's small, but still an athlete... she has good muscle tone, and perfect skin. Her body is exquisite. You start to massage her thigh, then move to one hand on each leg, your thumbs on her inner thighs. You go higher, and your thumbs go deeper until they're going past the legs of her shorts. Her skin is hotter and damper. One of your thumbs brushes her underwear, stretched wetly over her waiting mound.

"How does that feel?" you ask.

"Good," she whimpers.

Enough... she's too cute. You can't tease a girl like this. You put your hand on her stomach and gently press her so she's lying down, then slide your hand gently into her shorts.

You touch her over her underwear, watching her face in case she wants to change her mind... but she doesn't. You slip your fingers inside, enjoying her tight, smooth skin and lips before gently rubbing her clit. She has perfect control of her breathing, and just gets redder and redder, but not making any noise. Her knees jerk when she cums, and her eyes close. You keep rubbing until she's totally relaxed.

Blushing and smiling, she leaves the infirmary.

After dinner you return to the cabin. Time to clean up and start thinking about bed. You did't get Julietta's number, or you'd text her and see if she wanted to sneak out and meet up tonight. All the other girls from your cabin have gone to the pond, and you plan to go as well. You hope you can see Julietta there.

You didn't close the mirror thing over the sink. You push it with your hand and it clicks shut... and you see the reflection behind you and jump, super scared.

It's Julieta's coach, the scary French lady. Her name is Amelie. She's tall and has a very weird skin tone. Her hair's long, and she has an impossibly full and perfect figure that defies physics. She was at the top of your list when you first arrived at camp, but you sensed huge danger in her, so you didn't make a move.

She crept in here without a sound.

"Hello," you say in English.

She gazes at you disdainfully.

"I understand you were rude to my player today," she says.

"Rude?" You are surprised. "I did not mean to be..."

"You should apologize," Amelie says.

You were not born yesterday. The dom vibes come off Amelie so hard that you are surprised she isn't wearing black leather and holding a whip. So this is why Julieta's such a kinky little pussycat... she has this for a coach.

Amelie wants you to submit.