A Shock

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Running back indoors, we were soaked. Our clothes clung to our bodies which was rather interesting. It meant that all of Germans body was outlined by his soaking clothes. All of it. I suddenly became aware of this too and felt the need to check myself. I was okay.

Olga and Violetta were still in the living room.

"Oh no!" cried Olga "You are not trekking all that water through this house!"

I don't know what came over me next.

"Okay!" I exclaimed as I whipped my nightgown over my head and left it in a soggy heap on the floor. I was still wearing my underwear and bra but this seemed to shock everyone. We were all girls except German. I didn't mind that.

I laughed at their expressions and began to run upstairs in my soaking under garments with my hair flicking behind me.

When I reached the top, I called back down the stairs, "I'm drying off and going back to bed."

German looked at me smiling, Violetta and Olga sat there shocked.

"If you want to join me." I added as I turned around and ran back in the room.

The moment I got in I grabbed a towel and began to dry off, my hair would be soaked for a few hours but I didn't mind I just dried most of my body and changed my pants and bra.

This only took five minutes and then I perched myself on the end of the bed. I had only just sat down when German walked in, wrapped in a towel.

He grabbed some boxers from his drawer and pulled them on under his towel. I realise this was probably for my sake.

He puts the towel in the laundry basket and then turns to me.

"Thought you were jumping back in bed?" he said pulling back the cover.

"I am. Why? Are you staying?" I ask looking at him, his hair so soaked it sticks to his head.

"If you will have me." He says running his fingers through his hair as if he knew I was thinking about doing that.

I smiled and jumped under the cover and dragged him down with me.

Lying next to him, I ran my fingers through his hair to spike it up. He looked weird with spiky hair.

"You shocked everyone you know. You just walk in and strip off! Violetta had her mouth wide open and Olga just couldn't speak. That's saying something."

I can't help but giggle.

"What came over you, quiet, reserved Angie turned into whim of the moment, spontaneous Angie! Where did she come from?"

Since my hair is wet, he has instead decided to run his hand along my back in small circles and I adore it. Possibly even more then I adore him running his fingers through my hair.

"I don't know" I said smiling at him "It's something about the weather. I love storms, they just make me feel so little again. It just came over me, I suppose I had such a good day that I just went crazy!"

He laughed. "You love storms? That's so different. I love it."

"Yes, torrential rain is my favourite weather."

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