For a while Rachel just stood there, naked and motionless, arms glued to her sides, waiting for the thing on the floor in front of her to react. Head to toe she was covered in beads of sweat, chest heaving in excited anticipation. Piled in the corner of her room were her clothes, which were thrown there just moments before in her sexually charged frenzy. She watched the thing, anticipating, and maybe hoping that it would move towards her first, but as the seconds passed it continued to remain still. Once she realized the skin wasn’t going to come to her, she decided to take a few tentative steps towards the shimmering pile in the middle of the room herself.She goes down on one knee next to it, reaching out with her left hand and touched the skin like she did before. Instead of grabbing it, though, she instead drew her hand along the opening on the back, allowing her thumb to glide along the inside edge. It felt soft and slimy, not fake slimy like the outside of the suit.
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