Downfall/Tell her it's all right
From Create Your Own Story
"Mum. Mum. It's all right. I'm not mad at you." You have to repeat yourself several times before you get through to her. Julianne raises her head.
"Wha-?"
"And why aren't you mad at me? I looked at your files in your cell without your permission."
"What I did was-"
"And what about me? I took off my underwear and showed my... You'd never made a picture if not for my misdoing."
"Swe- Debbie..."
"Mum, don't stop calling me Sweetie. That feels so weird. Like you are mad at me."
"I'm not, but I..."
You see that words won't help right now. You stand up and walk over to Julianne. Before she can object, you kneel at her feet and wrap your arms around her. Julianne stiffens, but you are not letting her go. She has no choice but to surrender to you. She holds you tight and murmurs incomprehensible gibberish.
Julianne remembers that you will have to get up on time tomorrow to get your luggage from the airport. Time to have a shower and go to bed. Julianne asks you to use the shower first and suggests you wash your underwear. It'll be dry by tomorrow. Your purse sits on the chair. You get your panties from your purse and take off your dress. You make a point to turn around so your mum can see you naked from top to bottom.
"We won't need to act weird around each other, won't we?" you ask. "Or do we need to sleep in our dresses and wear them soaked with sweat?"
Julianne shakes her head; she looks relieved, as if she only just now believes you really are not mad at her. You smile and head to the bathroom. The hotel provides shower gel and shampoo as well as a toothbrush and toothpaste. At least your hygienic needs are taken care of. You undress and enter the shower. Washing the sweat and dirt of the day away feels great. You shampoo your hair and quickly wash yourself. After brushing your teeth, you wash your panties in the sink and hang them over the towel rack. Then you return to the bedroom.
Julianne enters the bathroom and comes out five minutes later, her hair still damp. She is naked and holds her clothes in her hands. Her slim figure is similar to yours. She has small breasts; where yours are perfectly round, hers are more pointed. Her nipples are bigger than yours and point slightly upwards. Her pussy is completely shaven like yours. Julianne drapes her clothes over a chair.
You switch off the lights and lay down. "Good night, mum," you say.
"Night, sweetie. Sleep tight."
In an impulse, you crawl closer to her side and give your mother a hug. Although both of you are naked, she pulls you to her chest and returns the hug. After that, you lie next to her, hip to hip, your chest partly on her belly, your cheek on her blade bone. Feeling secure and sheltered, you fall asleep.
| Status | ||
| State of Clothing | naked |
Contacts |
| Inventory | Summer dress; Panties | |
| Surroundings | ||
