Nemesis: Chapter 40

Mia ran panting into the changing rooms to find Sophie, Ava and Rosie waiting impatiently for her. "Where have you been silly?" asked Rosie, failing to hide a slight hint of irritation. "Sorry, I overslept" admitted Mia truthfully. She looked at her fellow competitors. Strangely, none of them were dressed in the athletic wear that Mia was expecting to change into. Ava and Rosie were wearing brightly coloured tunic tops with black leggings, whilst Sophie was dressed in a light green chiffon blouse and a white skirt. "Oh, are we not doing anything active this morning? Asked Mia disappointed. "No, you're just doing the introductions before lunch. I have a blue blouse for you to change into" replied the ever-patient Bianca as she handed Mia her clothes. Bianca, still hiding from Parvati, was trying to keep a low profile, so having one of the contestants cause another delay to the day's filming was hardly helping matters. They had been ahead of schedule; not anymore. Bianca was sure to be blamed.

As Mia lifted off her t-shirt, Bianca frowned and declared, "Goodness, that sports bra will have to go, you won't feel comfortable in your blouse otherwise. I have a sexy red lingerie set in just your size, why don't you put that on instead?" Though Bianca knew that this would only delay the day's shoot further, she would be damned if she didn't do her job properly. "Go on Mia, you'll feel ace," added Ava encouragingly. "Alright then" Mia demurred as she stepped out of her jeans. Mia thought back to just a few months ago. Back then, she would have felt overwrought and intimated at being surrounded by a group of her peers as she took off her clothes. But now, being topless in a crowd of friends really felt rather normal. "You look so good I could kiss you" added Ava longingly as she stared at her girlfriend in her state of undress. Ava admired the curves of her breasts, which were accentuated from being pushed together by her tight-fitting bra. "Don't mind me, I've seen it all before" joked Sophie to her sister. Rosie simply sighed as Ava moved over to Mia and unhooked her bra. "I guess we'll meet you in make-up when you're done" Rosie added, keen to escape the room. "You'll be needed in makeup in thirty minutes, so you have just enough time for a quick shower, if you want one" Bianca announced as she, Rosie and Sophie slipped out of the room.

Ava kissed Mia passionately on the lips before pulling away and gushing, "How are you, pumpkin?" as she rubbed her body against Mia's bare chest. "I've missed you Ava" Mia replied as she kissed her girlfriend back. Ava slowly ran her hands down Mia's body until her fingers rested on Mia's hips. "Goodness, you look all hot and sweaty, perhaps you ought to have a shower. You want to look your radiant best in front of the cameras, today don't you?" Mia giggled and assented as Ava tugged on her knickers before wrestling them to the ground. Ava ran her fingers over the contours of Mia's behind. "You look so angelically clean, it's a shame that you won't stay that way for long. You are going to be so badly gunged today, just you wait" she teased. "Oh, you have it all wrong pet, it is you who will end the day covered in slime." Mia shot back. Mia ran giggling into the shower and Ava followed swiftly behind her. Mia stood beneath the swift flow of the water and massaged shower gel into her body as Ava stood back and admired. "I want to capture this moment forever" Ava sighed, "For I worry what you'll think of me when they ask Sophie to explain what happened at her wedding. I've been avoiding telling you up until now, but it's time you found out before Sophie tells the whole world first. I just hope that we have time."

"Ava, it's important that you tell me, I don't blame you for holding back, but I trust you. I won't blame you whatever you did. I hope you don't mind if I carry on having my shower whilst you relate your tale do you? In a funny way it's ironic that I'm stood here naked whilst you relay your innermost secrets and emotions bare before me." Mia blew her girlfriend a kiss before turning side on and working up a lather which she then massaged into her face. Ava sighed, cleared her throat and began her tale.

"A few days after my sister's Hen party I was curled up with Alexandra on her cousin Bill's sofa. As I brushed my hand through her silky black hair I confided "Alex, I'm fed up with all this secrecy, I want to come out. I can't bear to hide my true self from my family anymore, it's killing me inside." Alex's warm and friendly disposition suddenly turned cold. "We must wait, it's not the right time; my parents aren't ready for me to come out. If you come out, you'll force me to do so too, and I just can't face it, not yet." "Alex, I'm fed up with all this skulking around, Bill is too. We can't keep crashing over at his every time we want to be together." "I know, just give me time to think things through" Alex replied. "I can't wait forever pet. To be honest, I don't think your parents will ever be ready, we shouldn't put our lives on hold because of their bigotry." "Hey don't say that. You can be pretty unpleasant at times you know Ava, your behaviour at the Hen party, towards Emily in particular, was incredibly bitchy and two faced." "Hey shut up about Emily, I don't care a jot about her. Plus, she was a right cow towards Taylor and Claire. You can't deny that." "At least wait until after Sophie's wedding, you can't ruin her big day. We'll talk about this again once she's on her honeymoon."

The night before Sophie's wedding, my sister's closest family friends gathered together at Emily's house for one final party and celebration. It was intended that everyone would stay the night at Emily's, thus enabling everyone to get an early start at getting ready for the wedding at 2pm the next day. Emily had planned the evening to an inch of its life, but as ever, the chances of everything running smoothly appeared minimal at best. Claire was still refusing to speak to the host and was similarly giving Taylor the cold shoulder for her role in getting her tied to a tree on the hen do. As could only be expected, burgeoning alcoholics Molly and Tiffany had roped Bella, Taylor, Debbie and Jasmine into a drinking game. A game of "I have never" soon erupted into a fit of giggles as Debbie revealed a hypersexualised side to herself that was hitherto unknown. Tiffany meanwhile was using twenty years of intimate knowledge of her best friend to get Molly increasingly drunk. As the game got progressively dirtier, Taylor noticed that Bella hadn't had a drink in a while. "Gosh Bella, have you never lived?" "Hey, leave Bella alone" chided Molly, rather loudly. "It's not her fault that she hasn't joined the mile-high club. We can't all afford to go on dirty weekends to Prague, can we?" Molly chuckled as she elbowed Tiffany in the ribs. Momentarily embarrassed, for she had told everyone that her sojourn to Prague had been a business trip, Tiffany turned bright red. Regaining her composure, Tiffany took a large swig of her white wine. But instead of swallowing her drink, she turned to her best friend and playfully spat it out all over her face. Molly screamed as the deluge spread over her cheeks and nose. As the wine dribbled down her chin, she smiled at Tiffany and giggled, "I guess I deserved that."

"My turn" announced Bella, rather cheerfully, despite the cattiness being shown towards her. "Erm, I have never. kissed a girl." Molly, Tiffany, Debbie and Jasmine immediately took a swig of their glasses. Taylor however, kept her hands by her side. "Who's never lived now?" Snarled Tiffany accusingly. "I know" added Molly, "Why don't Bella and Taylor have a quick snog, right here, right now?" "Great idea" chortled Tiffany. "No thanks" Taylor gibed, "I'm not a hussy." Overhearing this, I marched over and confronted Taylor. "I beg your pardon. What did you just say?" I snarled. "No offence Bella, I don't kiss girls, I'm not a lezzie; I'm not a tart." Clearly the alcohol had started to get the better of the normally polite and kind natured teenager. The fact that what she said was so out of character perhaps made me even more offended than I would have been otherwise. Shocked, I picked up a chocolate tart from the table and smashed it into Taylor's face. "Oh yes you are" I shouted as I ground the chocolate filling into her pretty nose and cheeks. Just as Taylor was about to explode in rage, Bella lent over and whispered something into her ear. I can only presume that she told her that I was a lesbian and that she had the sense to tell Taylor without anybody else being able to hear. Sweet Bella had come up trumps once again. Coyly, Taylor looked me up and down, obliquely apologised by saying sorry to Bella (but looking in my direction) and announced, "Hey Bella, fancy a kiss after all?"

Without needing a second invitation, Bella cuddled up to Taylor and began to kiss her passionately on the lips. Though a bit hesitant at first, Taylor soon reciprocated. Picking up the cheapest looking bottle of white wine that I could find, I marvelled, "this is almost as a good as a kiss as in Spiderman with Kirsten Dunst. It's only missing one thing, the rain." With that I upturned the bottle of wine over Taylor, taking care to avoid Bella as much as possible. Taylor made to pull away, but Bella clung onto her. It took me almost twenty seconds to empty the wine all over Taylor, who's make up began to run under the deluge of the cheap alcohol. Her white blouse began to soak through and her blue bra became visible through her clothes. As soon as they had finished, Jasmine pointed out "I don't mean to be picky but Spiderman was also upside down during his kiss" To Molly's great delight, Jasmine was abruptly cut off by Debbie throwing a glass of wine in her face. Barely thirty minutes into the evening and we had thrown more alcohol over each other than we had managed to drink. That wouldn't be the case for much longer however, as Jasmine opened up her first bottle of gin and began to measure out a glass.

Alex meanwhile, took me to one side and hissed, "Why did you make a scene, do you want everyone to know about us? I guess Taylor knows now too. She's getting drunk, she's bound to" Angry I cut Alex off, "I didn't say anything, blame Bella not me." As you can tell, I was very ungrateful towards Bella, despite her quick thinking saving me a few moments earlier. Alex batted me away and went to join Claire, Sophie and Emily in the kitchen. I sat down next to Bella and promptly joined in their game. A few minutes later I became unstuck when Tiffany announced, "I have never fully undressed a girl." I looked round at the others, Molly tutted and downed her drink, I guess she must have helped Tiffany out after a heavy night out, but I didn't care to ask. The others though remained unmoved. Bella involuntarily glanced over at me, half expecting me to drink. What could I do? I thought about doing nothing, but then Taylor may get suspicious. So I took a quick sip of my wine. "Who was the lucky girl then?" laughed Jasmine. I was annoyed that no one questioned Molly's drink, but were roused by my admission.

"Oh, I do it all the time" I proclaimed, half meaning to lie. "For instance, I help my friends undress when they get fruit punch poured all over them." I winked at Bella who mischievously picked up the bowl of fruit punch on the table behind her and emptied it all over the unsuspecting Taylor. Her silky brown hair was drenched in the red viscous liquid, her blouse crimson stained. Too shocked to move Taylor sat motionless as I inched over to her and began to unbutton her blouse. I felt her heart beat under the warmth of her skin as I loosened the buttons around her chest. Perhaps I clumsily even groped at her breast. But what really matters was that Alex, watching from afar in the corner of the room, felt angry and jealous at my betrayal. Though at the time I was completely unaware.

As I unhooked the final button, I clawed at Taylor's blouse to encourage her to take it off. Her blouse was admittedly soaked, so Taylor obliged with little resistance. I then reached over to take her skirt, but the teenager slapped my hand away. Unluckily for her Jasmine was starting to get rather drunk. "But Taylor", she started "your skirt is dirty too." Jasmine picked up the bowl of prawn cocktail sauced and emptied it over the front of her skirt. Taylor scowled and cursed under her breath, but luckily for myself and Jasmine, willingly played along. She stood up and beckoned me to her waist. I locked my hands onto her thighs and slipped them under the hem of her skirt. With a little pressure, I eased the purple skirt down her delicate legs.

Taylor stood before us all, in just her sexy blue lingerie. Blushing, she turned around, straight into the eye line of the seething Alex. I could see the torment in my girlfriend's face. Should she berate the girl, she would give the truth away. But to say nothing would be to accept her partner's infidelity. Fortunately, just at that moment, my sister and Emily came walking into the dining room, carrying our intended dessert. "Taylor, what are you doing?" Laughed my sister. "Oh I bet its Ava's doing" chortled Emily. Frustrated, Alex stole the trifle from Emily's grasp and slammed it over her head. The cream ran down her face onto her bare shoulders. Alex picked up the glass bowl from poor Emily's head, scooped up the remaining cream, custard and jelly, and in a bid to make me jealous plunged her hands down Emily's top and massaged the dessert into her breasts. Alex made sure that I saw her grope at Emily's nipples as she caressed her bosom, before snarling as we finally made eye contact amongst the carnage.

Sensing her opportunity for further revenge, a laughing Claire picked up a jug of custard and emptied it over Emily's face. "Looks like someone else needs helping out of their clothes Ava" laughed Debbie. "No need, I'll help her" snarled Alex, before yanking down the zip at the back of Emily's dress. Alex made sure to touch every inch of Emily's bare back as she unzipped her dress. Sophie leapt to her best friend's aid and helped her out of the dress before Alex could humiliate her even more. "Why don't we all sit down and play another game" Sophie suggested, "Great idea" agreed Tiffany, before adding, "but Taylor and Emily need to stay dressed as they are. Hen night rules still apply." "Fine" hissed Emily, still shocked. But the game better have a messy forfeit for the loser." I gulped; I couldn't work out who she had in mind. I just hoped that it wouldn't be me.

"Why don't we play a game of Pictionary?" Bella suggested. "We can pick the two teams from a hat. At the end of the game, one unlucky victim from the losing side can get gunged." "Excellent idea" purred Emily. "How about if anyone can get three correct answers within the time limit, then they get to pie someone in the face. I bought in loads of squirty cream by mistake, so we can make the helpings pretty generous. Plus, if your team fails to guess any of your drawings, you get a mystery tin over the head." "In one team, someone will have to go twice, there's eleven of us" added Bella, encouraged by Emily's taking up of her idea. In order to even up the teams, Sophie initially volunteered to sit the game out, but reluctantly, after much persuasion from Emily, my sister agreed to take part. Everyone else was either keen for their revenge on an unlucky victim or too drunk to really care. "What about everyone's hair? Don't forget it's my wedding tomorrow!" She exclaimed. "Don't worry, guessing that someone would try and pull a dirty trick tonight anyway, I've already organised for a beautician to come tomorrow morning and fix us all up again. I guess I'll be first in line!" Emily swiftly replied, before adding "Molly, can you help me with the plastic sheeting? I want to protect my settees at all costs!"

Debbie organised the choosing of the teams. Jasmine unhelpfully took charge of choosing the team names. So, in team "Boobies" were Taylor, Molly, Debbie, Emily and Alex. In team "Climax" were Sophie, Tiffany, Jasmine, Claire, Bella and myself. Debbie then threw all of the names from team Boobies back into the hat. Bella took out a name but left it scrunched up so that no one could see who it was. "Whoever this is will receive the messy punishment should their team lose. But we won't find out who it is until the final round." Debbie then did the same for the members of team Climax and eleven pairs of eyes looked worryingly over at the two scrap pieces of paper resting on Emily's pine bookcase. No one wanted it to be them.

Debbie volunteered to go first. Molly, Taylor and Emily were really pumped up and keen to win, whereas Alex stayed mostly silent and sulked. Despite Molly's insistence that Debbie had drawn a toad, Taylor had no trouble recognising Debbie's attempt at a frog. A moment of inspiration from Emily saved Debbie the hardship of having to draw a more convincing whisk, which was fortunate, because Molly once again rudely insisting that she should go back to nursey to learn how to draw. Desperate to win a third point for their team, Molly and Taylor began to shriek out increasingly random answers like poster, stamp, window and shark cage as they struggled to gauge what their teammate was drawing. Looking up in disgust, Alex rolled her eyes before hissing "it's a mirror" in her uniquely disgruntled manner.

"That's three correct answers!" announced Bella as the time sounded. The excitable blonde had barely heard Alex's answer over the top of Molly's screeching but was determined to play fair. "So Debbie, who would you like to pie?" she added. Debbie licked her lips in anticipation. She surveyed team Climax and her eyes rested upon her best mate. "Why Jammy of course" she snickered. Jasmine blushed and gingerly stood up. Debbie pranced over to the table and squirted a huge dollop of cream onto a paper plate. With one arm around her best friend's shoulders, she took great delight in slamming the plate into Jasmine's face, rubbing it over her dainty features for at least ten seconds, to ensure maximum coverage. "That settles it, I'm going next" declared Jasmine, once she had wiped the thick layer of cream from her face.

Within ten seconds of the round starting, team Climax already had two correct answers. Debbie began to look rather sheepish at Jasmine's great success. Clearly an expert at the game, Bella guessed key and carrot, before I'd even had time to think. The third answer was far more difficult to guess however. "Cowboy, no, baby, no, teddy bear" shouted Tiffany, obviously keen for Debbie to get her messy deserves. "The Michelin man?" pondered Sophie. "Close, the man part's correct" Jasmine hinted. "Whoa, stop there ladies. That's cheating, you can't say part of the answer" Taylor interjected. "Surely that deserves a forfeit?" "Too right it does" added Molly. "For goodness sake guys, it was a gingerbread man" wailed Jasmine in frustration. Debbie leapt up from the settee and picked up one of the mystery tins. "Jasmine come over here" she chortled. Shaking her head in disbelief, Jasmine waddled over to her friend. Debbie kissed her on the cheek before emptying the tin of rice pudding over her pretty blonde hair.

Emily demanded that she take her turn as the drawer next, but soon regretted it when her impressive attempt to draw a dorsal fin simply confused her flummoxed teammates. With Emily sweating and unsure of what else she could draw to help her team guess the answer, Taylor came to the rescue and finally remembered the correct terminology barely two seconds before the buzzer sounded. A very relieved Emily simply stared in silent anger at her teammates for being so useless, annoying Taylor no end who felt that her host was being ungrateful. Trying to ease the tension, Sophie simply handed Taylor another drink and volunteered to go next.

Emily simply shook her head when she heard the words that Sophie picked out of the hat. Treasure, hot dog and toaster were all quickly guessed right by a combination of Claire and Bella whose shouting rather drowned out my rather pathetic attempts at guessing anything at all. Nobody had any trouble guessing who my sister would choose to pie in the face. In fact, Emily stood up in resigned expectation before Sophie had even finished spraying the rather generous helping of whipped cream onto her plate. Sophie ensured to wipe the cream over her best friend's face before dragging it down over the top of her chest. Feeling cheeky, Emily then stuck her tongue out at the bride to be and blew a raspberry straight in her face. "How cheeky you are Emily!" Sophie cooed. "What do you think girls? Doesn't Em's insolence deserve another pie in the face?" We all shouted in agreement, with a progressively drunk Taylor the loudest to cheer. Bella threw the can of whipped cream to my sister who then sprayed a large dollop on her paper plate. But instead of slamming the pie into Emily's pretty face, Sophie wiped the plate all over the top of her breasts. Sophie then blew Emily a devilish raspberry, fully well knowing that her best friend had already had her turn.

"Well, the score's now five points to four in our favour" declared a happy looking Bella. "Molly, why don't you go next?" Despite having had quite a lot to drink, Molly's artistic talent led to team Boobies having a fairly successful round. Alex, who was finally starting to get into the game, correctly guessed stapler for the first picture and Emily rather impressively worked out that Molly's second picture was a viola. Taylor's repeated guesses of violin and guitar proving to be far off the mark. But then controversy occurred. Debbie shouted out "husband" right on the buzzer. "Unlucky, just out of time!" Boasted Jasmine rather smarmily. "No, we weren't!" Protested Taylor, "weren't we Alex?" Alex didn't want to get drawn into another argument, but was still wound up from before. "To be fair we were Jas." "No, you weren't, Bella tell them." Bella looked sheepish. Everyone was looking to her for a judgement, but she has never been good at settling arguments. "Erm, I don't know. Guys let's not argue. Why don't we just give them the point?" "There, that settles it then, three points to team Boobies" Taylor giggled. "Do you want to lose?" Moaned Jasmine sarcastically.

"Well if we got three points, that means I get to pie someone." Molly pointed out. Realising this, Tiffany suddenly went very quiet. For Molly was sure to want to pie her best friend. Sure enough, Molly strode over to her best friend and smiled, before feinting and throwing the pie at Jasmine, who was caught unawares. "Argue with me at your peril" Molly laughed.

Claire, who had been having a fairly quiet game up until now took her turn next. We only got one answer right however, as Claire rather gave up and started waving her arms round in frustration when no one could guess electricity within the time limit. The trouble started to heat up however when Taylor insisted on taking her turn during the next round. To begin with, Taylor drew a square with many indecipherable squiggles on it. "Tadpoles?" guessed Debbie in more in hope than expectation. "No, it's a game" replied Taylor. "You can't say that, that's cheating!" Jasmine complained. But the other team ignored her, with Emily instead shouting out as many games as she could think of. "Ludo, scrabble, Upwords, chess, checkers!" Taylor then pointed at one of the squiggles and declared, "Does this look like a chess piece! It's an iron for goodness sake." "Oh Cluedo" Alex remarked. "For goodness sake! Don't be an idiot Alex, it's monopoly!" Cried out Taylor in exasperation.

"Well that settles it then" chortled Tiffany. "Not only do you get a mystery tin for not getting any right answers, but you should receive a special forfeit, for extra special cheating." "I agree" cackled Jasmine. "Any ideas?" "There can only be one punishment suitable for the crime", I declared. "Off goes the bra!" Alex looked at me with a face like thunder, but she didn't protest on her teammates behalf, for Taylor had just been incredibly rude. Instead she was incandescent with me for trying to get Taylor naked for the second time that evening. Indeed, the rest of her team left her out to dry and pushed her forward to receive her fate. In my stupidity, I charged up and insisted on removing Taylor's bra myself. Standing behind her, I grabbed her shoulders and drew my hands lazily, drunkenly down her spine, before unbuckling the lingerie. With my left hand, I held Taylor's arms behind her back, thus preventing her from covering up her chest to the crowd. Bella then passed me tin of strawberry jam and I slowly emptied it over her sticky brown hair. Taylor bit her lip in embarrassment as her friends laughed cruelly at her expense. The jam rolled down her face and dripped onto her bare breasts. Trying to gain her revenge, she flicked her hair backwards off her face. Sensing she was about to flinch, I jumped out of the way just in time. So instead, Taylor sprayed the unsuspecting Emily with the raspberry jam, cutting her braying laughter short in the process. "Now if I got punished for insolence, so should Taylor" Emily declared. Taylor didn't even bother protesting, as she revelled in her notoriety. Emily bounded up and squirted cream onto two paper plates. She then tiptoed up to the brunette and massaged them into each of her peaky breasts. Rather foolishly, I then ran my index finger down Taylor's left breast and flicked her nipple. Scrapping some cream off her bosom, I then licked my fingers and purred in delight. "Delicious" I cried. Alex scowled in rage.

Fortunately, no one else seemed to take much notice of my tomfoolery and so we carried on with the game. Tiffany was up next, but much to her frustration her team only got two answers correct. Thus, Molly escaped from what would have been a certain pie in the face. The score was now eight points to seven in my team's favour. By this point, most of Alex's team were fairly drunk. Alex's foul mood had darkened to a point of almost no return. She therefore put very little effort into her turn to draw, so in fairness they did extremely well to get two points and return to the lead. My turn was far more successful. Had we had a few seconds more, I reckon we could have got four points rather than three. Nevertheless, I had earnt the right to pie someone on the opposing team. Despite feeling tipsy, even I could work out that Alex was in no mood to be pied. Furthermore, I knew that pieing Taylor again, would not do my girlfriend's mood any favours. I looked at the rest of the team. Debbie was spotless and Molly was fairly clean. Emily in contrast, looked a right mess. I was just about to choose Molly, due in part to Tiffany's words of encouragement, when a devilish idea struck me. Much to my sister's enjoyment, I yanked Emily up by her left arm. Once she was standing, I stretched her arms out like Jesus on the cross and tickled her on her funny bone.

Then when she wasn't expecting it, I yanked open the back of her panties and shoved the cream pie down over her bum. Emily shrieked in shock, her childlike high-pitched scream made her sound like she was five years old. Emily was seriously embarrassing. I then let go of her knickers, causing the lingerie to ping back into her behind. Squealing, Emily hopped around on the spot like she was trampling on hot coals. She tried to scoop out the cream from her nether regions, but only succeeded in giving everyone in her team another look at her bum as she let her knickers slide down the top of her behind. Finally, she managed to recover her modesty and sat down next to the disbelieving Debbie.

Once everyone calmed down, Sophie reminded everyone that we were about to enter the final round. This meant that team Boobies could now choose someone to have a second go at drawing for their team. Having been such a success first time around, Debbie volunteered to go again, but desperate for her revenge, Emily shouted her down and without consulting the others decided that she would be taking her team's final turn. Debbie and Molly were starting to feel slightly nervous. Their team were losing by two points and Emily's previous turn hadn't exactly gone to plan. Debbie squinted at the piece of paper with her team's victim written on the inside of the crease. But try as she might, she couldn't quite work out whose name was hidden under the fold.

Suddenly realising that her personal humiliation could be extended, Alex suddenly perked up and began to take the game seriously. In a frantic attempt to get as many correct answers as quickly as possible, Emily's drawings began to become a bit rushed and messy. Though it looked like her rabbit was playing American football, Alex correctly assumed that Emily was trying to draw an egg and so guessed the Easter Bunny. Even Emily couldn't mess up the drawing of a caterpillar, and her whole team shouted out the correct answer in unison, except Taylor who rather arrogantly suggested that it looked more like a millipede than anything else. Then with barely two seconds remaining, Alex guessed that Emily was drawing a cactus meaning that their team took the lead by a single point.

Excited, Emily picked up the bottle of squirty cream and began to spray a large dollop on a paper plate. She looked evilly up at Sophie and began to cackle. But then irritation began to crawl all over her face. She realised that she couldn't pie her best friend, not the day before her wedding. Everyone else was expendable, but not the bride. Emily looked up and surveyed the rest of the opposing team. I gulped, realising that my luck could be about to turn, when suddenly, cream began to dribble down Emily's leg. She looked down at her crotch as the cream continued to work its way down her thigh. Taylor giggled and slapped her teammate on the bum. Now remember, out of everyone in Sophie's group of friends, only Taylor could rival Emily in terms of looks and intelligence. She was the only one to cause Emily a pang of jealously or envy. Emily suddenly saw a chance for revenge.

"I don't need to pick someone on the opposing team do I Bella?" Keen to stay clean, Bella quickly concurred. "Excellent" Emily purred. "Taylor, come sit on my lap." Taylor immediately stooped laughing. Confused, she did as she was told. Taylor gently lowered herself onto Emily's waist. Fidgeting, she initially resisted Emily's attempt to position her victim's back up against her stomach. Instinctively, I prepared another cream pie for Emily to use. Teasingly, Emily began to play with Taylor's hair, flicking it aside so that it no longer covered her pale breasts. Embarrassed, Taylor didn't know where to look. Bella appeared to be showing Taylor the most empathy and caught her eye, calming Taylor's nerves in an instant. Emily then began to elegantly trace her finger tips across the brunette's neck and cheeks. Taylor involuntarily shivered. Pausing for a moment, Emily then slammed the pie as hard as she could into Taylor's pretty face, causing cream to fly up and hit the curtain behind the pair. Emily ramped up the humiliation by keeping the paper plate over Taylor's face for over ten seconds, wiping the cream deeper into the curves of her face. Once she removed the plate from Taylor's face, she placed it on top of her head. "Taylor dear, you've been a very naughty girl, getting my lounge all messy. Lie down across my lap and receive your punishment." Bella giggled in delight as Taylor wiped her eyes clean and took her humiliation in good grace. She draped herself across Emily's lap and awaited Emily to spank her.

But Emily was not done there. Carefully, she picked up the hem of Taylor's knickers and slowly ran them down her thighs. Debbie's mouth fell open in shock, but unable to formulate her outrage into words, she remained impassively silent. Encouraged by the lack of complaints from her friends, Emily continued to taunt Taylor by sliding her knickers down over her calves. Emily then made eye contact with her victim, seeking out her permission to denude her stunning figure. Giggling and blushing, Taylor assented to her tormentor and kicked her knickers down over her feet. Taylor then turned slightly, giving us all a view of her right breast. Bella laughed before daring Emily, "Give Taylor the ten spanks that she deserves!"

Emily raised her right hand and swooping, slapped Taylor's left butt cheek as hard as she could. Taylor bit her lip and tried not to flinch. Emily repeated the trick on Taylor's right cheek, causing the girl to shift slightly on Emily's lap. Emily felt Taylor's bush rub against her thighs and flinched. Sensing this, Taylor began to take the upper hand. Taylor revelled in the next spank, purring in delight as Emily's palm slapped against her bare skin. Taylor was no longer the submissive, instead she was drawing a masochistic pleasure form her ordeal. We began to see a side to Taylor that we had never seen before. She really looked stunning, in the nude. I'd assumed that she was this ultra-conservative prim, but she wasn't a prude at all. She personified this highly sexualised temptress as Emily slapped her again and again, her boobs jiggling as her body moved in symmetry to each spank. Boy was I jealous of her boyfriend Oli. Taylor began to moan in pleasure, confusing Emily who's only response was to slap harder and harder as she went. By the end Emily was ashamed and embarrassed, humiliated even, whilst Taylor had the rest of us rapt in awe. Jasmine was even cheering her on. Taylor had beaten Emily at her own game.

Soon after the final slap, before Taylor had time to sit up again, I rushed over and gave Emily the pie which she then thrust onto Taylor's red and glowing behind. Emily rubbed the paper plate over the curves of Taylor's hips before allowing the girl to sit up on her lap. Taylor, wiped her creamy behind over Emily's cleaner waist, attempting to ruin Emily's expensive underwear. Wanting to finish Emily's humiliation on a high, Taylor turned and snogged Emily on the lips. Emily recoiled in shock, angry and defeated. But I had one last trick up my sleeve. With Taylor soaking up the adulation of our friends, I dashed to the dining table and handed Emily the banoffee pie. Emily's eyes lit up in glee. She slammed the pie into the unsuspecting Taylor's face, before grinding it up and down her forehead and cheeks. Toffee and cream engulfed the brunette's stunning face and dripped down onto her peaky breasts. "How very rude of you Taylor, to have the banoffee pie all to yourself. Would you like some custard with your dessert?" Emily teased. I passed Emily the jug of custard which she began to pour slowly over Taylor's hair and shoulders. Taylor's smile suddenly ebbed from her face. She tried to jump up off Emily's lap, but her tormentor simply grasped the teen's breasts with her left hand and held her against her chest. "How about some chocolate sauce instead?" Emily continued. Once again, I passed Emily the jug of chocolate sauce and she emptied it over Taylor's embarrassed face. Not wanting to lose the good grace that she had just gained, Taylor began to act like she enjoyed being smothered in chocolate. But I wasn't fooled, I knew that Emily had won this little battle, even if the others were cheering Taylor on. Taylor swayed as the chocolate poured over her body, to the applause of her friends. But deep inside, I know that she was seething inside.

Emily then gave the unsuspecting Taylor a shove who collapsed into a heap on the floor. Seeing her first chance for revenge, Taylor ensured that she streaked chocolate and custard over Emily's parents' expensive carpet as she moved to re-join her team. The feud between these two clearly had no end in sight. Emily scowled as she saw the mess on her carpet and her mood worsened once Molly, Debbie and Alex gave her short shrift when she moved to sit back down next to them.

As Taylor sat down, I caught one last wonderful sight of her radiant brown bush. Inevitably, Alex caught me in the act and scowled. My girlfriend went to offer Taylor a pillow, to protect her modesty (but also to prevent my wandering eyes), but Emily objected, bemoaning their great expense. So, Taylor had to sit through the rest of the game, cross legged and completely in the nude, as her friends around her, tried to avert their gaze. Thought they may well have felt sorry for her, I'm sure they were just glad that it was her and not them.

After all that excitement, it was now time to finish the game. Considering how Bella had suggested that we play Pictionary, we all assumed that she would be an expert. We needed one point to tie, only two points to win. I simply assumed that my team would win. I was looking forward to gunging someone on the opposing team. Debbie for instance looked far too clean. Bella had won many points, shouting out correct answers throughout the game, but if we thought winning would be a doddle, we were in for a shock when she started to draw. Now believe me, I'm not joking, a four year old could draw better than Sophie's sister-in-law.

Seconds ticked by as we forlornly shouted out feebly wrong answers. Each and every one of us were unable to decipher Bella's obscure squiggles. I thought that she was drawing a hand picking up an orange. Jasmine reckoned she was drawing a telescope pointing the wrong way. Claire surmised that she was drawing a naked Taylor throwing up. Taking things more seriously, Tiffany suddenly guessed at a sewing machine, before with just eight seconds to go, my sister shouted out "Microscope" and Bella jumped in glee. We had drawn level; I breathed a sigh of relief. Bella immediately realised that we had just second to go. She picked up a card, briefly looked at it and drew a circle and a line. Just as the buzzer was about to sound, Claire shouted "balloon" and Bella screamed with delight. We had won! "I rather enthusiastically beamed "get in" whilst Jasmine and Tiffany high fived. Meanwhile, on the losing team, Debbie groaned and Molly shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Let's see who would have been gunged if we had lost" Tiffany suggested. I bounded over to the folded pieces of paper and picked up our team's lucky winner. I unfolded it and gasped. Turning it round I showed it to the rest of the guests. It was Sophie. Disaster had quite clearly been narrowly avoided.

"So, who's going to get the rest of the mess then?" asked Jasmine, who unlike the rest of her pristine team, was actually quite a mess herself. "I'll do the honours" I smirked. Alex scowled at me once again. I closed my eyes and wished to the stars, "Please, please let it be Alex", I really wanted to take her down a peg. She had been such a brat that evening, though at the time I didn't realise just how much I had put her through. Nevertheless, pausing for mock effect, I bent down and picked up the forfeit victim's paper and uncurled it in my hands. Looking at it first, I chuckled. "Come on, who is it?" Debbie asked impatiently. "No need to panic Debbie, it's not you" I replied. Molly looked at Emily in blind panic. Taylor, more confident than the others, what with already being a naked mess, laughed at Alex, who quivering, bit her bottom lip. My girlfriend looked into my eyes, trying to decipher from my expression whether she was the victim. After a few seconds, she relaxed, she knew that it wasn't her. "Phew" she announced to the confusion of everyone else. "Alex is right, it isn't her either" I announced, trying to conceal my disappointment. "Come on, who is it?" demanded Tiffany. "Hang on Tiffany, there's no need to be impatient. For you're going to enjoy this. Bad luck Molly!" Molly's face fell as I revealed her name on the paper. Tiffany laughed in sheer joy, she was finally going to get to destroy her best friend. Emily and Taylor glanced at each other in joint relief, though still harbouring deep resentment at each other.

"Ladies, why don't we move into the garage, for I sense that Molly is about to get rather messy and I don't want my parents to wonder why their carpet is coated in molasses when they get back", suggested Emily, rather pleadingly. Tiffany jumped up and folded her arms around her best friend's shoulders. Clamping her fingers onto Molly's funny bone, she dragged her out of the room. I meanwhile ensured that I walked in conjunction with Taylor, grabbing a look at her naked body whenever I drunkenly felt I could get away with it. Taylor tried to protect her modesty with her hands, by clamping them around her womanhood, but Emily requested that we all pitch in with carrying Molly's punishment to the garage, making this impossible. Originally, I thought that Alex wouldn't want to join us, especially after she caught me innocently scraping my left hand against Taylor's thigh. Instead, what she did next surprised me.

"Why don't we film Molly being gunged as a present for Richard?" She suggested. "Good idea" Bella concurred. "Hang on. What about Taylor? She's naked." Debbie reminded everyone. "Well she'll just have to stay out of the way of the camcorder. I'll film it, to make sure" snapped Alex. Clearly, like Emily, she was keen to get her revenge on Taylor. Whether the brunette intended to lead me on or not, Alex was still clearly seething with jealousy. I should have realised at the time that Taylor had no chance of staying out of the way of the camera all evening, but back then, I absolutely trusted my girlfriend.

Alex went to fetch Emily's camcorder and the rest of us headed to the garage. Once Alex returned, Tiffany opined, "Molly dear, there's no need to get your clothes all sticky, why don't you take them off." Playing along, Molly began to perform a striptease for the camera. Slowly, she began to unbutton her purple blouse before throwing it towards Tiffany, who laughing, failed to catch it cleanly, ensuring that it snagged over her face, temporarily blinding her. Inevitably, Alex swivelled to follow the blouse and who should be standing next to Tiffany, but Taylor, who was ill prepared to cover her modesty as Alex turned around. But since everyone else was laughing and preoccupied with Tiffany, no one noticed that Alex was filming Taylor instead.

Once Tiffany finally managed to untangle herself from the blouse, Molly continued in unbuckling her belt and unzipping her tight black trousers. She slipped the black satin down her silky legs and kicked them off to the side. Molly then began to pout to the camera and blew a few kisses. Posing, she held her hands by her chest, pushing her breasts together before seductively sliding her arms down her ribs. She then moved over to the blue plastic sheeting and nervously awaited her fate. Debbie was the first to approach. Carrying a bucket, she sashayed up behind Molly before upturning pink angel delight all over Molly's gorgeous and silky blonde hair. Debbie began to massage the pink pudding over Molly's hair before being handed a second bucket by Jasmine. Debbie instructed Molly to kneel down and the tall blonde emptied the cold thick chocolate all over Molly's quivering shoulders. Already, Molly's face was indistinguishable, so Debbie wiped the chocolate from her eyes before wiping her hands over the top of Molly's chest.

Jasmine was up next. With Molly still kneeling, Jasmine threw a bucket of custard at Molly's front from just off the side. Caught by surprise, Molly lost her balance and slipped over. With Molly now laying on her back, Jasmine emptied a bucket of porridge over the blonde's chest, arms and legs. As Molly sat up, Jasmine placed the bucket over Molly's head. With Molly unable to see, Claire snuck up on her, and as she lifted the bucket off her head, Claire slammed a shaving cream pie into her face. Molly spat the cream from her mouth and Claire, sensibly allowed her friend the chance to regain her composure before clasping her hand around Molly's bra strap and dragging her up to her feet. Claire then scooped up some rice pudding from another bucket and opened up the front of Molly's bra. Claire then deposited the slimy rice into her friend's bra and massaged it into her chest. Claire then repeated the trick with Molly's second bra cup, spending at least ten seconds joshing the pudding around Molly's breasts. Alex then snuck a second look at Taylor who engrossed in Molly's humiliation, failed to spot the peeping tom film her unawares.

Bella demanded that she take her turn next. Emily gave her an extra-large helping of a shaving cream pie which she slammed into Molly's face. But Bella slammed the pie so hard that shaving crema flew out in every direction, coating the unsuspecting Bella head on. Suddenly blinded, Bella was helpless as Molly quickly turned the tables. Ripping two shaving pies from Emily's willing grasp she enveloped Bella's face in a sticky pie sandwich. Molly pushed Bella to her knees before emptying a bucket of chocolate over her light sandy hair. But just as Molly emptied the last few dregs of chocolate over poor Bella, Emily rescued the tiny blonde by throwing a bucket of molasses over her tormentor.

Bella crawled off to the side as Sophie threw a bucket of baked beans at Molly as if to warn her to stop messing around. Emily picked up a bottle of mustard and squirted it over Molly's hair. Sophie then sprayed a bottle of brown sauce at Molly's chest before Emily emptied an entire bag of flour down Molly's back. Taking care to not get too messy, Sophie then opened up the back of Molly's knickers and slapped a few eggs onto Molly's cheeks. Sophie then slapped Molly on the bum, squashing the egg yolk into Molly's skin. Taylor meanwhile handed Bella a towel and began to wipe the small blonde down. Alex ensured that she caught this private moment completely unawares.

Tiffany then strode up to her best friend and coated her arms and legs in tomato soup. Three tins of peeled tomatoes were then emptied into Molly's bra before Tiffany finished Molly off with one final pie to the face. Running out of food to gunge Molly with, I picked up a three-litre bottle of coke and emptied it over Molly's head. Emily handed me a bottle of Fanta which I then aimed down Molly's back. Finally, I emptied half a bottle of Ribena into her bra before turning to her sodden and increasingly see through knickers. Jasmine and Debbie then re-joined me and began to rub shower gel into Molly's hair and skin. Still messy from earlier, Jasmine then began to rub the gel into her own clothes whilst Taylor, though still messy herself, did the same to poor Bella. Sophie then organised for Jasmine and Bella to join Molly on the blue plastic sheeting. Tiffany, Debbie and Claire then all picked up a bucket of freezing cold water each and stood behind the sticky victims. One by one, the cackling ladies emptied their buckets over the messy trio. Jasmine and Bella screamed as the icy water enveloped their skin, whilst Molly just stood in shock as Tiffany emptied a second bucket over her head.

"Wow that was fun" gushed Tiffany." "Ah, but the fun has only just begun" replied Emily. "We haven't finished with poor Molly yet!" Tiffany's eyes lit up in intrigued joy. "Emily, you don't mean..." asked Sophie, before Emily cut her off. "Oh yes, fairs fair. Why ever not?" "What are you on about guys?" I asked innocently. "My dad is building an extension. He had builders mixing cement in just two days ago. I have a large supply of clay just round the back. I think Molly needs to a clay bath to wash all the food off." Overawed, Molly's face dropped like a stone.

Though we'd all got messy many times, none of us had ever used clay before. I can't say I wasn't intrigued. Debbie tried standing up for Molly, saying how that was too much, too cruel, but keen to see what would happen I stood up for my old nemesis and threatened to empty the clay over Debbie instead. With a spring in her step, Emily got Jasmine to help her empty the clay into a disused bath that her dad had just had replaced. Alex meanwhile, took another quick check on Taylor's naked behind. Once they were ready, Emily beckoned Tiffany to usher Molly over to the bath. Molly initially resisted, but with baited breathe, allowed her friend to lead her over to the bath. The rest of us all swiftly followed close behind. Molly sat on the edge of the bath, ready for Tiffany to push her in. Then suddenly, Alex, standing beside Taylor, pushed the unsuspecting brunette into the bath instead.

Taylor landed with a loud splash, coating Molly's back in clay. Molly then took her cue to stand up and escape, but not before pushing the flailing Taylor back under the surface of the clay. Taylor squirmed over onto her back. Sitting up in the bath her brown slimy breasts were clearly visible just above the surface of the clay. Alex then backed away, pretending to no longer be filming Taylor to the complaints of the spoil sport Debbie. Secretly however, Alex turned on the zoom function and hid the camcorder under her arm. Keen to help out Molly, Tiffany emptied another bucket of clay over Taylor to ensure that she would remain in the bath at the expense of her oldest pal.

Taylor coughed and spluttered as clay dribbled down her face. Having been assured that the camera was switched off, Taylor then began posing for her friends. She dragged her hands down her breasts cleaning them of the clay, before Tiffany scooped up clay from the bottom of the bath and covering them once more in the brown sludge. Taylor then wriggled onto her front and stuck her bottom into the air. Wriggling around, Taylor pretended to wipe her behind in Tiffany's face. In mock disgust, Tiffany simply emptied another bucket of clay over Taylor's bottom. By the time that Taylor turned back onto her back, the level of the clay in the bath had started to reduce, half of the clay having been splashed onto the concrete floor. This meant that Taylor's womanhood was now visible above the low level of clay pooling around her luscious body. Tiffany emptied another bucket of clay over Taylor's stomach before finishing off with another bucket over her head. Taylor then blew a few kisses to camera before stepping gingerly out of the bath. Emily smiled in delight. She hadn't intended to get Taylor messy this way, it was truly a pleasant surprise. She wondered who had pushed her in. She wanted to congratulate her.

Wanting to return the favour from earlier, Bella helped Taylor to wipe herself down with an already soiled towel before rubbing shower gel over her slimy body. I then snuck up on the naked beauty and emptied a bucket of freezing water over her head. Wanting to join in, Emily joined me in increasing the humiliation of the poor teenager. In all, five buckets of water were emptied over the shivering girl, all of which were caught by Alex's candid camera.

Emily, Jasmine, Molly Bella and Taylor all then headed up to Emily's bathrooms to have a final wash in private. Coming from an ultra-rich family, Emily had the luxury of owning four bathrooms, meaning that two people would have to share. Bella volunteered to share with Taylor much to Jasmine and Molly's relief. Tiffany, Sophie, Debbie and Claire helped me to clean up before heading off to bed. Finally, alone with Alex, I noticed her surreptitiously try to switch the camcorder off. "You've been filming the whole thing! How could you?! I protested. "Well you can talk. You've been eyeing her up all evening. Now remind me why Taylor was naked in the first place." "That's not fair I wailed rather loudly. "Keep your voice down" Alex hissed, before I added "I was just having a bit of jealous fun, remember, she insulted us. I just wanted my revenge." "As did I" Alex replied. "We wouldn't have this problem, if you just let us come out. I can't stand running around in all this secrecy." "Well I guess Taylor now knows too thanks to you", quipped Alex. "It was Bella, not me" I protested weakly. Alex continued in her stern manner, "You forced her into it, now soon everyone will know." Almost wailing, I replied, "That's exactly what I want though." Rather petulantly, Alex retorted, "Well I don't, not yet." We were now having a blazing argument, it was a miracle that we didn't disturb anyone. "When then? I can't live like this for much longer" I cried. "Soon Ava, soon. I just can't open up to my parents. Not yet." Sensing my tears, Alex softened and attempted to soothe my fears. "We'll talk about it again after tomorrow, now let's go to bed. We mustn't spoil your sister's big day. Look, I'm tired, I can't stand arguing with you anymore." Alex helped to wipe away my tears and overtired, we headed to bed.

Meanwhile upstairs, Bella took off her dress and underwear before stepping into the shower. Taylor meanwhile sat on the bathroom floor trying to sober up. Taylor had volunteered to wait outside as Bella showered, but Emily didn't want her to sit down on her pristine carpet, the bathroom would be much easier to clean. Unashamed of her nakedness, Bella began to run the warm water and wiped the shaving cream from her upper body and face. Turning to face her friend, still crumpled on the floor, Bella fretted, "Taylor, you mustn't mention what I told you earlier." "What?" Taylor remarked, confused. "About Ava and Alex. It's a secret, their parents don't even know. Alex doesn't want anyone else to find out, she's not ready to come out." Taylor suddenly awoke from her slumber. "They were pretty mean to me today, I think it was Alex who pushed me into the bath. They seem to be in a rather combustible relationship, they were shooting daggers at each other all night. But you're right, it's not my place to ruin their" Taylor was interrupted suddenly by Bella's scream.

With so many people having a shower at the same time, without water the warm water had turned ice cold. The water gushed down enveloping Bella's body in freezing liquid. Taylor looked up at her friend and laughed. "Sorry Bella, but it's great to see someone else's misfortune for a change." Bella turned the shower head off and opened the door to the cubicle. "That's alright Taylor, I know you don't mean me any harm." "Speaking of that, I don't think many of Sophie's friends like me" Taylor added. "I know Debbie and Jasmine from work and they are alright, but Sophie's school friends are horrid!" Bella nodded and turned the shower head on once more. With the water now starting to warm up again, Bella replied, "Ignore Tiffany, Claire and Molly. They are all mean stuck up bitches. Molly's really deserved what happened to her today, it's surely Tiffany's turn next. But it's Emily I just can't fathom. She's so kind and generous towards Sophie, but she's horrid to Ava and I don't know if ii can ever forgive her for what she did to you tonight. But hey, I like you." "Thanks Bella, you're really kind and very pretty." Taylor replied. Taken aback, Bella gushed, "Really? No one has ever really complimented me before. As you know from earlier, I haven't had much success with men." Bella paused for a second before continuing. "Taylor, did you enjoy our kiss earlier? I'm sorry if it was forced upon you." "Bella, don't fret, it was fun wasn't it? I'm glad I broke my cherry with you. Bella, you don't think that you're a lesbian, too do you?"

Bella giggled at the mere suggestion of her sexuality. "Goodness no! Well, to be fair I've never even thought about it. I like handsome hunky men, but no one has ever swept me off my feet before. Most of the guys I know are so immature. What about you? How are things with Oli?" Taylor eyed Bella's naked torso up and down before continuing. "Oli's great, very loyal. A bit clingy perhaps. He's my first serious boyfriend you know. We've been going straight for a while. I'm like you. I'm straight, I'm sure of it, but why shouldn't I enjoy an innocent kiss every now and then? It's not like I'm cheating on Oli. When we kissed earlier, it didn't really mean anything, but boy wasn't it a thrill?"

"Oh Taylor, you tease" laughed Bella. Taylor, suddenly grew empowered. "No, I'm serious, fancy another quick snog?" Bella blushed. "Erm alright then." Taylor sprang up and moved over to the shower. She embraced Bella and took her in her arms. Taylor then locked her lips around Bella's mouth and kissed her passionately. Taylor moved so that the spray of water fell over her, and once they finished kissing, Bella helped wipe the remaining clay and custard off Taylor's svelte body. Bella wiped her hands over Taylor's bosom and behind, the taller girl standing absolutely still. Bella took hold of the shower head and aimed it directly over Taylor's face. Blinded by the spray, Taylor was helpless as Bella then aimed it at her bush. After a few seconds, Taylor wrestled the shower head off Bella and aimed it at her breasts. "You won't tell anybody about this will you Bella, I know you have trouble keeping secrets. I'm not sure how Oli would react if he found out. This is just innocent fun. Don't you agree? "Our secrets safe, don't you worry" giggled Bella, meaning it wholeheartedly. "You can trust me, I'll prove it to you. If I ever tell anyone that we kissed in the shower, you can tell them that I did this to you to." To Taylor's great shock, Bella lent forwards and licked her left nipple. Bella then clamped her mouth around the erect nipple and blew. "Bella!" Taylor shrilled. "Don't even think about going any further!" Bella blushed and shot out the shower. "Wait, don't go, I'm not mad at you, just a bit shocked, that's all", Taylor reassured her scatty friend. Continuing, she surmised, "Well at least we both know now that neither of us will be spilling this secret any time soon. Jut whatever you do, don't play a game of I have never for a while." Sadly, for Taylor, Bella's reputation precedes her for a reason and she told me about her shared shower with Taylor, less than a week later. Now I've told you."

Pausing for breath, Ava was interrupted by Mia who finally decided to speak up. "Don't worry, I won't breathe a word. I don't judge you Ava, not for fancying Taylor, not for being cruel to Alex or for sharing Bella's secret. I love you, nothing will change that." Ava looked her naked girlfriend up and down. "You're so gorgeous and kind, I could never cheat on you. But that's not the worst of it, remember I ruined my sister's wedding." "It can't have been that bad, now I'm sure that everyone's waiting for us. I know you wanted to tell me what happened but we just don't have time." As if on cue, the shower suddenly went cold and just like Bella, Mia screamed as her body became coated in the freezing colourless liquid. Mia jumped out the shower and Ava began to towel her down. "What happened to the video that Alex took? It wasn't on YouTube with the others." "That stories for another day" Ava replied. "Now hurry up or we'll be late."