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Twelve: Him Being Dirty

There's a few inappropriate and uncomfortable scenes, that's it. Enjoy, my soul sisters.

and this one is kinda short because of the scenes so yeah

-12-

The shower shuts off "You're done?" He grabs a towel, then hands it to her while she's still behind the curtain, "Mhm." She wraps herself up, but notices something.

"Hey Bob?" She steps out of the shower, and he uncovers his pervy little eyeballs, "Isn't this towel a little short?" She can't see where the towel is, but he could see how short it was...just like she said it was.

He couldn't even talk, but she felt weird and tingly when she saw his eyes move down to her exposed thighs, and her almost exposed v-

He perks up, "Room time!" He grabs her hand, while also taking the new articles of clothing by the sink in the other arm. She felt the air from the hallway hit her water covered face, which was cold. "Bob! You're moving too fast!" (THATS WHAT SHE SAID-) She couldn't hold well onto the towel, she then felt herself being thrown into the room as she lean forward from the force. Then the door slammed shut, and the locks were being clicked closed. "24..51.." he mumbles, she then turns around and sees him turn around too. "Here," He throws her a t-shirt that was probably his, and a pair of..boxers? He sees her face, and the way she silently judged them while holding them up to her face. "Those are your clothes." He crosses his arms, standing in front of the door.

Khloe tried to opened her mouth to speak , but he noticed and said "Just put them on." She gives him a look, he rolls his eyes and turns around, then looks at the boxers concerned, but since she was stuck in here..

What other choice did she have?

*About 2:23 AM*

It's been a whole day, and after her shower she immediately fell asleep, leaving Bob to head to school that day. And now, since she slept all day, she woke up to the sounds of the door opening and rustling. Though, she kept still, and faked sleeping.

Khloe thought it was Bob, and after a few angry sounding grumbles, she knew it was him.

She heard clothes rustling, this dude ain't even taking a shower.

...

gross.

He grumbles some more, "Fucking school." It's 2 AM does he go to night school? That's a story for another time, but Khloe was guessing he was out with friends after school.

"Finally-" He grunted, then lied down on his bed, "Sleep time." He then started to fake snore, but laughed at himself a second later, the lamp then turned off, then he closed his eyes. (Silly little bOy)

Khloe almost laughed, she had to bite the pillow to avoid being caught by Bob...that would've been embarrassing.

*3:00 AM*

It wasn't bright outside. But Khloe's eyes opened once again, she wanted to be on a normal schedule, so she cussed herself out for waking up again in the middle of the night. And she didn't want to move either, so Bob wouldn't wake up and yell at her for being up.

But, other than hearing the wind outside blow against the bordered up window, she heard something else...coming from Bob's bed? (Warning, I felt weird writing this lol)

Her eyes widened, she was faced the opposite side of his bed, but she still felt like something was off. He groaned, but at first she thought it was a normal groan, like a sleep one, or something?

Then she heard something else that made goosebumps rise on her skin, a moan. Then she heard something wet, she didn't know what, but it's like the sound you hear when you rub lotion onto your skin-

Oh wait!

Her heart beat increased rapidly, his moans, that awful squelching sound that made her bite her lip, was he-?

He couldn't though, not with Khloe in the room, that was just weird...right? RIGHT? R I G H T?

She quivered, "Ah, shit, man.." He groaned and moaned again quietly, she could practically hear him move his hand up and down his...thing...but she still had this temptation to turn around and...look? It was just her brain telling her to do it, but she knew it would be a risk. "Mmm—god!" He was panting, Khloe felt the room getting hotter, she tried to close her eyes and believe this was just a nightmare, "Keep going, baby..." he moans, but his hand moves faster on his dingaling, she tries so hard to shut her eyes more closed, but she couldn't. "Oh yeah." He closes his eyes in pleasure, one hand on the thing, and the other hand brushing through his hair. "Fuckkk yeahhh..."

She felt weird. She felt out of place. She already felt strange being in her bully's bedroom, but now she had to be here for his personal matters too?

His breathing suddenly got faster, his quiet panting turned into full blown screaming moans. "FUCK!" He yells, and calms down. His breathing pattern slows, and Khloe lays there...almost dead.

END

R.I.P Khloe 😞