But it seemed the minute she set foot into that school the other girls just saw her at prey. It had started somewhat simple: being tackled in the hall...ays, somebody making her trip in the cafeteria, hiding her books before class or a thumbtack on her seat. Cindy looked at this as a kind of hell week for freshmen, only her hell week already lasted a full year. And it seemed no matter what she did, the girls made her pay for whatever anyway. Even when she tried to be extra nice, the girls would. A few moments later, Xandra finally lets her rest, laying her softly down on the floor, under the warm water of the shower. Emily lays still, except for the occasional quiver caused by an aftershock.“How was that?” Xandra asks.Emily is unable to answer.“I’m glad.”A faint moan is all that can be managed in response.“You’re so sexy.”Something that sounds like “Mmmm...” breathily happens, but it doesn’t quite have the volume to vibrate correctly and becomes more of a nonverbal whisper of. Let me do it, please. I want to do it. Let me unbutton, unhook, and unzip everything. You just wiggle and wriggle as needed. I know you already like the idea of being naked by the campfire. It is so you. “Sandals first. I saw the tan lines from your sandals in one of your first pictures. I wondered what they looked like. Now I know. They are frayed. You should get new ones.“Jeans next. I haven’t tried to unbutton a man’s jeans since I don’t know when. Don’t help me. Let me figure it out. Did. (It’ll help you get out of your shell, and you promised, no turning back now.)I glanced over at him watching me and couldn’t help but roll my eyes as I continued to remove the only cloth that was covering me. Once I pulled out both my arms and tugged the dress over my head, I could hear his breathing grow heavier when he finally caught a glimpse of my nakedness.He watched me intently as I fixed my disheveled hair and my face flushed to more of a bright red color. I didn’t want to be seen by any.