You knock on the door softly before entering the room. You find Rachel face down on her bed, sobbing into the pillow. She has yet to put any additional clothes so her delicious bottom is clad only in her skimpy bikini bottoms and giving you a real view.
"Rachel" you call out softly "can we talk?"
Rachel lifts her head out of the pillow "ok" she says shakily "turn around a sec"
Despite thinking its a bit late for modesty you agree and turn around. When she tells you turn back around you see that she is wearing a silk robe.
"I'm so sorry for what happened out there" you begin
"What are you talking about?" She interrupts "I'm the freak here". She starts crying again.
"Hey its ok. It's ok" you say softly to reassure her "it was a bit of a suprise though"
She turns away "I bet you hate me now" she states, unable to look at you in the eyes.
Confused, you ask "hate you? Why?"
"Because, I lied to you. Because I never told you about this" she shouts, getting worked up. "Because, I'm a freak! Because....."
You interrupt her rant by leaning in and kissing her on her lips.
'That should shut her up', you think to herself |