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Chapter 8 by Milit Milit

What's next?

How the hell?

How the hell?

I froze. My skin tone ranging from pale to red. I only managed to cover myself with my hands, but I got so nervous that I didn't know how to cover myself, so my hands moved through different parts of my body until finally I was able to cover my boobs with my right arm, and my private parts with the left one. I looked around, thinking someone might be watching me.

"Okay. If you don't get involved, the cameras will record you much better"

The cameras!

Without giving it much more thought, I let my guard down and ran to the pool.

"Wow! look at them bounce"

"shut up!"

As I ran my boobs shook and I tried to contain them with my arms. I hate to admit that sometimes they are too big to control. I jumped immediately, getting wet from head to toe. There isn't a day that I don't end up humiliated...

"Were you afraid of the water?"

"What do you mean? It's not even that deep"

"Then why did you bring floats?"

I looked down covering my breasts

"Shut!"

Donna looked at me like a shark about to attack a drifting ship, circling me.

"I can't believe you would do this to someone you just met. Are you out of your mind? The plan was to watch a movie or play something, not... this... I want you to turn off those cameras right now and give me back my clothes. I want to get out of here"

"Are you red with anger or something else?"

Am I...?

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