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ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #1
Date: 2/10/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner
... down the leather belts that were binding her hands, knowing it was just a matter of time before she got through them, and her mission could be resumed. * * * Jade could not believe what she was feeling at this moment. An hour ago she was alone and wet and dirty and fearing for her life, but now... well, she was still wet, but it was the best kind- the kind that comes from a hot shower. As the water completely covered her frame with its almighty shots, she began to almost get chills from how much she had missed this. There wasn't much hot water left, but since Freddie had opted for just 'washing up' it was hers and hers alone. She lathered each and every part of her pale bod, never feeling like she could truly be clean from what she had experienced, but she was deter-mined to keep trying, as her hands moved up her body, her thumbs sliding across her hardened peaks, she felt a very different kind of shiver, and she remembered that there was a very different kind of wet she loved and that it had been far too long since Freddie had touched her. "Knock, knock," Freddie said, as if her dirty thoughts had summoned him. "Yeah?" she said, pulling back the curtain and revealing her naked body that Freddie still had a tough time looking at and not thanking God above for his fortune. And Jade knew it, and had no issue when, even now, he would forget words or lose himself just admiring her figure. "Umm... I, uh..." he scrambled. "I packed up your bag, and ...
... it’s on the bed, so if you want to check it when you're done, I'm gonna grab everyone's bags... or at least the bags for the 8 of us. Guess the others won't really need theirs..." "Alright... just be careful." Jade wasn't sure if it was a bad joke or if it was a sudden realization, but Freddie quickly left the steamy bathroom, and his fiancée, in a hurry. Which now left the former Goth to take in his words, and for the first time in a while, she felt herself begin to cry as the reality took hold once more. Once she had collected herself, she got out of the shower, and stared at herself in the mirror, seeing minor scratches and the toll a lack of sl*ep and nutrition was having on her face, but was thankful for everything being alright. Wrapping a towel around herself, she headed to the suitcase and slowly unzipped it. Inside she saw the neat packing of the man who should be on a honeymoon with her at this exact moment. Jade rifled through a few shirts and pants, looking for something comfortable, when something caught her eye- the dress. Her dress. And in that moment, no other piece of fabric existed. * * * "You can tell me what all those files were about, Spencer," Carly said, trailing behind her br*ther, who had been mostly silent since the celebration at the boathouse. "You're my br*ther, and I trust you." "Carls, I-" "I jumped in front of a gun for you... the least you can do is tell me why you have a record." The lanky man took a ...