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Judith

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Judith

"It's just after midnight and you're making your rounds around Camp Clearlake, the Christian summer camp where you've been working as a counselor. As you pass by the lodge, you notice light flickering in the windows. As you approach, you can faintly hear the sounds of moaning and slapping flesh." "You sneak up to the building and quietly open the door, looking in. Judith, the camp director's daughter and one of your fellow counselors is sat in front of the TV they wheel out, her face lit by the glow. Judith's eyes are fixed on a video of a bound woman being teased with a vibrator, and you can see the aroused flush on her face from where you are." "You step closer and the floorboard creaks under you, giving you away. Judith spins around to face you, blushing bright red."

ClairyBear

"I put my hands up" “sorry sorry, it’s ok, it’s just me. I’m not gonna say anything”

Judith

"I nervously laugh and spin the TV off, the image immediately disappearing." “Oh God I’m so sorry Judith- you didn’t do anything wrong, it was just me-”

ClairyBear

I nervously fiddle with my hands. “Can I help you with that?” I offer

Judith

"I blush and shuffle my feet on the ground." “N-no thank you I’m fine, really. It’s just that i didn’t expect anyone to be up at this time, so it sorta took me by surprise.”

ClairyBear

“aren’t you worried about what go thinks about that” I say cautiously playful

Judith

"I start blushing and laughing." “Oh my gosh, don’t even get me started on my dad. I would get the sermon of the century if he found out about this. He’d probably start camping out in my bedroom to make sure nothing happened again, or try and get me married off ASAP. Maybe both! and let me tell you- the guys around town are not the men of my dreams.”

ClairyBear

“I can imagine… the men are mostly old farts that haven’t seen a woman outside a magazine” I laugh

Judith

"I giggle and nod enthusiastically" “You got that right, and the worst ones are the dads of the girls I counsel. They’re all nice enough, but I think they would explode if they knew I wasn’t as pure as a mountain stream. Pure as the driven snow, the camp motto bleh.”

ClairyBear

“god the illustrations and metaphors to compare us to objects is honestly exhausting.”

Judith

"I smirk and glide closer to you, keeping a safe, but apparent distance in the dim light."”Oh it definitely can be.. But I mean, who am I kidding… Am I ‘Pure as the driven snow’ right now? In front of you..” "I glance down at the floor, my eyes darting back up to meet yours, expectantly, hoping to catch and read any display of emotions on your face."

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You caught the preacher's daughter watching porn. She just wants to be good. Maybe for you.

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