Finding no one home, you remember that your husband and son were going out tonight. You strip off your clothes and walk into the bathroom. You ...urn the shower on and let it warm up. You climb into the shower and feel the warmth hit your body. You run your hands over your shoulders as the water massages your back. You feel instant relief of the stressful day. Water trickles down your chest and across your breast. It then drips along your stomach and between your legs. You. I looked over, surprised to see Sandra steaming. “What?”“I’ve suddenly lost my appetite. Take me home, please.”‘‘No.”“What?!”“I said no. I don’t know exactly what’s happening here, but I know I don’t like it. You’re an adult. At least I think you are. April and I were close once but we both knew it wasn’t going anywhere so we decided to go back to being friends. She was telling me she had found the right man and would be getting married in six months. I expect the invitation soon. If you need. “Come on girls, let’s get the fuck out of here.” Aaron said, putting his hand on Jill’s shoulder.After what seemed like an hour, we came to the other side of the clearing that opened up into the house.“Do we really want to go in there? I can’t imagine that she wouldn’t have guards or something.”“You would be right!” Came a voice.The four of us jumped and looked to the side. Alicia came out of the shadows and clapped.“Bitch. You fucking bitch! You killed my friends!” Kayla screamed and began to. It was Princess Arabella!"I'm sorry, Your Highness!" he said, immediately kneeling as was the custom."No please, it was my fault. Rise, good sir!"David slowly rose to his feet and that's when he got a good look at the Princess. Princess Arabella was a slim twenty-year-old, roughly five-foot-five-inches tall, with fair skin as smooth as a baby's bottom, soft blue eyes, and long blonde hair she kept in a braid down the middle of her back to her tailbone."You are the one that everyone is talking.