I sooooo need a shower!

She twisted the keys and reached home. It had been a brisk walk. She had had been unable to focus, anywhere. She was constantly looking around. Paranoid. It was just a highschooler messin' around. She told herself.

She opened the door. Got in. Closed the door. And went straight to her room as she closed that door as well. She finally felt at piece. She sat down by the door. And breathed in relief. The moon was not shining today, so she sat in bluish calmness of the dark room. She was reeking with sweat. I sooooo need a shower!

She put her bag on her bed, and pulled off her t-shirt. It reminded her of that message. She still had it. In her bag. She didn't know why she hadn't discarded it. She made a mental note of discarding it after shower. She pulled down her pants. Unbuckled her bra and slid out of her panties. Her bush was growing. She wanted to trim it. Or shave it. But she didn't have time. Should I do it right now? She asked herself. Naaaahhhh! She thought. Too tired for that right now.

And stuffed up her clothes, and went to the room door. She gently opened it and peeked outside. She could hear her father's snores. She chuckled and got out. Nude. She tiptoed to the other room, the laundry room. And silently opened the dirty clothes container's lid. Put her clothes inside. And tiptoed back to her room. For a second, she stopped by her father's room. Just to hear him snoring. He must be sleeping like a panda! She smiled to herself. She told herself that she was completely safe now. She walked easily to her room. Her hand on her forehead. Oh god! So hot...

She closed the door again behind her. And she got inside the bathroom. Switched on the lights. And she smiled. Her cozy little bathroom. She stretched, a bit. Her hands. Her legs. Her waist. And she went to basin. Brush. Her whole body jiggled as she brushed and she smiled looking at her perky breasts wiggle. She didn't have a perfect physique, but that was what was attractive about her. Simplicity. She had short blonde hair, perky breasts, no slim-figure, but generally healthy, a mildly hairy pussy down there and a normally curved back. She was average height. She looked at her legs. I need to wax, too. She thought as she kept brushing. Now, she was done.

She spit it out. Cleaned her tongue. Applied face wash. Washed her face. Looked at herself in the mirror. Her nose. Her eyes. Her chin. Her cheeks. She blinked a few times. Her eyelashes. Her eyebrows. Her neck. Then she looked at her breasts. From all angles. Held them. Jerked them a little. Touched her nipples. Massaged them a bit. Then she looked at her shoulders. Her back. Her armpits. Then she went back a few steps and checked her stomach. Am I thin!?

And she sniffed. Scratched her right temple and she got under the shower. Turned on the heater. And soon, the shower was steaming with hot water.

She stayed under it for almost a minute. Her eyes close. Letting the flow of water do its magic. Her hands clasped near her chest. She just let the water wet her.

Now, her skin was shining under the water. She didn't want to wash her hairs. She didn't have the strength left for that. She just wanted to fall off on the bed now. Tomorrow is Sunday... I'll wake up late. She smiled to herself. Simple pleasure of life!

Then, she started rubbing herself. Her chest. Her arms. Her legs. Her crotch. Her stomach. Her neck. Her shoulders. And all the other regions her hands could reach. And then, when satisfied, she switched off the shower knob. And got a towel. And started rubbing herself dry. Same regions.

Now dry. She tied the towel around herself.

It was a white towel, came down to half her thighs, and was quite lengthy. she could perfectly tie it around herself. She walked out. And stretched again. And yawned. Closing the door and the lights behind her, she was alone again. In the dark.

She switched on the fan. Pushed the bag off the bed. And fell on the beg. Still in the towel. She was too tired now to do anything else... and as night went on. She dozed off to sleep.