Carmel is a Rebel

"Nooo!" She whined, squirming.

"What? You want to skip the burgers?" she teased. She gently tickled Carmel's tummy.

She squirmed, feeling her stomach churn. It was a pleasant feeling but she wished it wasn't.

"F-fine! I'll...we can...shower together," she swallowed, trying to ignore the feelings in her stomach.

"Then take off your clothes," she insisted. She pulled at Carmel's shirt.

"I can't do it in front of you!" she squealed, rolling around on the ground. "Let me into the bathroom!"

"No, we're showering together, so it's fine!"

"No, I can't do it unless I'm alone!" she insisted, shivering.

"Then no burgers for you!" She booped Carmel on the nose.

She frowned deeply. "...fine," she mumbled. "Just...get off."

She climbed off of Carmel and slipped off her bra and skirt, standing completely naked.

Carmel felt her face turn completely red. She stood up and backed against the wall, taking her shirt off. Her bra was brown and ugly, and she unhooked it from the front. She didn't take it off, however, instead, she pulled down her shirt and he tights, keeping her panties on. Slowly, she pulled her panties off, feeling her face turn even more red as she glanced at the own blonde, curly mess. She pulled her bra off and tried to keep herself covered as she tossed her clothes in a pile.

Priestly ran a hand over Carmel's breasts, pulling her close and kissing her on the forehead.

"Into the shower now," she said, ushering her toward the bathroom. "Time to cover that cute bum in suds."

She shuddered, hurrying to the bathroom. She almost jumped into the shower, wanting to just have it over with.

She walked in behind her, pressing against her naked back.

"Why so tense, Carmel?" she asked, giggling. She ran her fingers over Carmel's nipples.

She screamed, squirming and trying to back herself into the bathtub corner.

"I'm not tense, I'm just cold!"

"Then let me warm you up."

She turned on the shower and pressed against Carmel, fondling her wherever she could reach.

She tried to spread herself against the wall as best as she could, but it was too late.

"Please don't!!"

"You can warm me up, if you want," she said, placing Carmel's hand on her chest.

Carmel swallowed, feeling her heartbeat insanely fast.

"Please," she whispered, swallowing anxiously.

"Of course," she whispered, winking. "All you had to do was ask."

She slipped her fingers in between Carmel's legs.

Carmel wasn't sure what to do, but she just stared at Mrs. Priestly with wide eyes. She swallowed nervously, feeling very, very exposed.

"Does it feel good?" he purred, slipping her fingers even deeper.

She gasped and shook her head, biting her lip. She was afraid to speak.

"Go on, say something."

She kissed her neck, then ran her tongue over it.

She shook her head, shuddering even as she did so. Carmel placed her hands on Mrs. Priestly's waist, trying not to dig her fingernails in.