I've been thinking of getting into writing WAM short stories. This is from the beginning of one written from my perspective. Let me know if you think sounds good or if you would like to read more. Think it is any good?
The rubber of the small pool sticks against my skin. Sweat is already on my palms in anticipation. I peel my hand off of floor and bring it to the bowl in between my legs. I dip my fingers into the cool green liquid inside. A gasp escapes my lips, “...sticky....” Grasping the bowl with my free hand I try to pull my hand out of the goo and try to wipe it clean against my stomach. It doesn't work. My nipples harden and I feel skin beneath the green goo begin to goosepimple...
I can’t stand it any longer. Grasping the bowl with my trembling hands I thrust it over my head. I turn my eyes up and see the liquid begin to pour out. It hesitates slightly at the lip, as if it trying to keep my clean just a moment longer. Not today. It pools around my head and slips over my face. The world goes dark and I enter a world of sensation as the green liquid rushes over me.
Love you, too
