Chapter 8
by 
dangerslut
We just walk for what seemed like ages.
I'm about to give up when I hear the thud.
I spin around and Emma is face down in a puddle of mud. She lets out some kind of a squeak after she hits the ground and grabs her ankle.
I stare down at her. Her face is caked in mud, skirt is torn and hair is full of twigs and leaves. She gives me those big doe eyes. Now we've got to find some place to spend the night. Em isn't going far.
I guess we don't many options left.
Lucy is a tomboy living in a new city. She's in for an intense night. She may like it. She may not, your call. This story, at its base, is about a girl getting out and getting some. Weird moments crop up where she may slip into a realm of science fiction/ fantasy. Danger, orgasms and tentacle monsters lurk around every corner!
Updated on Dec 7, 2021
by Checkl01
Created on Mar 25, 2017
by dangerslut
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