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her. The moment seemed
perfect. He lowered his head and for a brief second their lips were
only millimetres apart. But he couldn’t do it. He didn’t want to
take advantage of her. She was probably only behaving this way out
of some bizarre symptom of Stockholm Syndrome. There’s no way she
could be falling for him so easily. It must just be some primitive
part of her brain responding to being captive, a natural way to try
and survive the situation.
He pulled away
and got out of bed. Anna instantly looked sad and pouted.
    “ Hey…it’s cold in here without you!”
Carl pulled
the covers over her and tucked her in.
    “ You know that’s not what I meant,” she seemed
annoyed.
    “ I think you need space to recover,” Carl reasoned. “Try and
get back to sleep,”
Anna huffed
and pulled the covers back.
    “ Well if you change your mind I’ll be in the shower,” she
blustered and walked to the bathroom.
    Carl sat awkwardly on his bed listening to the sound of the
running water. If he wasn’t mistaken she had just invited him in
there with her but how could she? How could she be attracted to a
murderous scumbag like him? She’s deluded,
in shock, a girl that’s been abused. She doesn’t know what she’s
thinking. He tried to think
logically.
But after a
long while he noticed that the water wasn’t being turned off.
Either she was just hanging out in there for the longest shower
he’d ever known or she was waiting for him. That couldn’t be could
it? He stood up and found himself walking to the bathroom despite
the fact that he knew he shouldn’t. But maybe if he just creaked
open the door… Maybe if he just peeked inside.
He pushed the
door open slowly and watched the steam escape from the bathroom. He
could see a foggy form behind the shower door. If he wanted he
could jump in there and have her but he wasn’t that type of
guy.
    “ Anna! Maybe it’s time we go grab breakfast!” he called over to
her.
    “ Oh yeah? Or maybe we could just hang out here?”
    “ Or…. His voice trailed off as his eyes roamed over her naked
back through the fogged up glass,”
    “ What?” she spun around in the shower and faced him.
He could see
her naked body in all its perfection, her tiny waist that led up to
large breasts. He needed to feel his hands on her wet skin as he
kissed her passionately. But he just couldn’t, he didn’t want to be
the next man to take advantage of her.
    “ I’ll… I think I’m just going to go out and get you some
clothes,” he shouted over the sound of running water. “What size
are you?”
No answer. She
was playing with him now.
    “ Anna? What size are you?”
Still no
answer. He pushed the bathroom door back open and was shocked to
see that she had the shower door wide open and was standing there
as if waiting to usher him inside.
    “ Why are you playing games with me?” she asked. “Are you trying
to offend me?”
Carl felt lost
for words and he stuttered. “No….I just…. Didn’t want to… you
know….”
    “ Didn’t want to what?”
Gazing at her
naked body, Carl threw his fleeting morals out of the window.
    “ Urgh….Well I tried to be good. Don’t think otherwise,” a
gigantic smile swept across his face as he gave in and tore off his
sweater and shirt.
Anna could see
the muscles in his body ripple and couldn’t wait to be surrounded
by those big strong arms.
    “ Christ, you’re taking your time,” she laughed. “Hurry
up!”
And he raced
to rip off his jeans. He stood awkwardly for a moment in his
underwear unsure if he should take them off or not. But his
erection was showing obviously and there was no use trying to hide
it. Sliding off his underwear he stepped in the shower with a fast
beating heart.
Anna closed
the door behind him and the steam enveloped the two new lovers.
Carl bent down and kissed her gently. She melted under his touch
and leaned into him close, her breasts pressing up against his
chest. They kissed hungrily and Anna felt as though