Aaron took the shower spray nozzle and pressed it between her legs. “I’m gonna land in the street.”
“When they take you to the hospital they will have to treat you for anal trauma first,” he mocked her. She tried not to scream as her joints bumped the bottom and sides of the tub and her anus stretched ridiculously for a moment. She lifted her pajama shirt over her head, exposing her bare chest, but more importantly, her smooth stomach, which seemed slightly bulging now. So far in her life, teachers and parents alike had told her to cover up without ever telling her why. The whole situation just felt like an extension of practice. The normal reaction of a girl his age would be to cover herself the moment she caught him staring. Her eyelids weren’t fluttering anymore and just stayed closed. He knew the mother was in the bedroom already and she did not go to answer the door, so the only possible new arrival had to be the elusive daughter.
