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Chapter 18 by tantrikenetic

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Speak Your Mind

"You know, if that's what you wanted, you could have told me sooner." You say after a gathering up your courage. Melody lets out a loud shreik and nearly falls off the toilet she had her leg propped up on. The silver dildo hits the ground with a thunk and Melody whirls around to face you, her eyes wide with shock and shame and her face flush. She tried in vain to cover her breasts and snatch with her hands. Maybe this wasn't the best approach, you realize just a few seconds too late.

"Jack?! What the fuck are you doing?" She yells at you, her voice almost a screech. You cringe in response. You know her expression would be pure fury if it wasn't already complete embarassment.

"I...I came back because I forgot something. Then I heard some strange noises and went to check it out." You explain. You want to smack your forhead in response. It sounded dumb even to your ears.

"So you just charge into the bathroom?" She asks, still understandably upset. "What the hell is wrong with you? What do you THINK I'd be doing in here?!"

"I don't know! I just thought that...that..." You struggle for words. What the hell were you thinking?

"Get out!" Melody yells angrily and, using the hand that was covering her pussy, slams the door on your face. The reverberating slam rings in your ears as you try to puzzle out what just happened. Well, that blew up in your face rather nicely. Capital job, Jack. How are you going to sort out this mess?

Now what? Go away or try and talk to her?

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