A Girl's Adventure - full length erotic novel by Thurlow Chloe

Author:Thurlow, Chloe [Thurlow, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Xcite Books
Published: 2012-06-28T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven – The Secret

GRETA WOKE EARLY that morning feeling refreshed and irrepressibly excited. She was naked as always under the duvet, the sun flooding the room and turning everything golden. She enjoyed nursing the slopes of her protruding hips and thought if she were a sculptor she would make marble mountains of her favourites parts, hip bones and shoulder blades, her plump sulky lips.

Her tummy was almost completely flat in this position and she caressed the indentation of her belly button because belly buttons are terribly neglected. Her pussy was waking, hungry for attention, but Greta decided it would be a good idea to make her wait. She was so demanding. Greta grinned and wriggled her toes and ran her palms up over her rib cage to cup her breasts. Her little pink nipples were fizzing and she squeezed them until they hurt.

There, now be good.

It was like the last day of school and after a shower she decided to dress accordingly. She pulled her old school uniform from the back of the cupboard. She beat out the creases with the flat of her hand and thought the blouse looked awfully sweet with its little Peter Pan collar. She looked at the green tartan skirt and thought: Greta May you are such a slut. ‘You deserve a good smack.’ Greta adored the word smack and said it again and again as she smacked her bare bottom: ‘Smack. Smack. Smack.’

She held the skirt up to the light. Throughout the fifth year two things had been taking place simultaneously behind the backs of the nuns: as she and her friends were growing taller, surreptitiously each month they turned up the hems of their skirts. Greta was still growing. She was five feet eight-and-a half-inches in her bare feet and the tartan band of fabric barely covered her round bottom as she put it on.

She chose pink panties, a matching satin bra with plenty of lift and thrust and was absolutely certain the designers didn’t make such gorgeous things not to be seen. Her white blouse barely met the waistband of her skirt and she almost gagged doing it up to her throat. The gagging feeling made her feel proud and wistful. Thousands of girls had left their marker on the count’s column but none had done better than her.

Greta found a pair of white knee socks, pushed her feet into flat shoes and wasn’t surprised that she couldn’t do up the top button on her blazer. Hats like shoes create character and, when she popped her straw bonnet on her head, in the mirror’s reflection was everything the neat clean schoolgirl ought to be.

She squeezed orange juice and was standing up at the kitchen counter eating a strawberry yoghurt from the tub when Tara wandered in all bleary eyed and wrapped in a mammoth dressing gown. She took one long look at Greta.

‘You are debauched,’ she said

‘Thank you,’ Greta replied and it made Tara smile. ‘Did I wake you? I’m sorry.’

‘No, it’s all right.

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