[She's looking, right? She's totally looking. There's a hot blonde checking her out whilst they both sit in the buff in a heated pool and for one hot, dizzy moment she feels like she's finally arrived. Like, this is the stuff of her girlhood dreams. All those dull, bleak, lonely days when she'd fantasised about this very thing (or at least, something remarkably similar) happening to her as she'd poured over illicit comics in her dark cell of a room. All those times she’d so fervently wished for the (attractive) company of someone around her own age instead of a bunch of half-fossilised nuns who all hated her anyway. She decides there and then that this moment was definitely worth dying for.]
Damn, now you've said it I kinda want it. Why did you wait until after I'd stripped off to make that suggestion?
[Because two women getting drunk and naked in a hot bath sounds like an excellent idea.]
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Damn, now you've said it I kinda want it. Why did you wait until after I'd stripped off to make that suggestion?
[Because two women getting drunk and naked in a hot bath sounds like an excellent idea.]