My eyes widened when I realized not only did I just think that... I said it aloud. Oh, god, I should just drown myself right here and now! There's no better way than to inhale boiling water full of chemicals, am I right?
"Agh," I groaned, shielding my face with my hands and attempting to move but he grabbed onto me to keep me in place. How humiliating!
His left hand was on my back near the tie of my top and his right hand was on my waist to restrain me from going forward or backward. I groaned again at the intrusive thoughts that came flooding in from his choice of hand placements.
The words just came out impulsively! Why do I have no control over myself when it comes to him or anything involving him? I hate this!
Suddenly, he boosted me above the water, my breasts coming in contact wi
