The hallway is dim and moody, patchily lit and cluttered with odd furniture. Not youd feel undressing, let pleasuring yourself. But youre beginning to feel sexy, and these urges need to become satisfied.Theres that little voice in the back of your head says”You only live once, you wouldnt understand what its like unless you attempted it.” Your mind attempts to reason with it, however, the voice develops bold and powerful. You analyse the dangers of distress, however the urges grow more powerful, and raise a sense of assurance within.Suddenly you want to throw all caution to the wind -“its worth a go, so get on with it” Initial feelings of weirdness, caused by removing your clothes in an unfamiliar area, are overcome with a slow build up of chills, that contributes to a feeling of reward. Since the orgasm finally comes about, spreading a relaxing bliss across the body, you wonder why you’re so paranoid from the first place – it was all in good fun, after all, wasnt it?Carmellas moment IM awaits.
