 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
Falling to her knees, less than gently, she suddenly found herself crumpled on the floor of the cold and slightly damp shower cubicle. Her towel completely fallen, she felt not only physically naked, but emotionally, vulnerably too. She felt so open, so naked, so obvious that all her feelings were exposed to a degree to which she did not approve. Ashamed, scared, frightened, confused, she clung at one of his ankles, without reason for why and shook, shivered, creeply, her body growing ever whiter, her eyes becoming bloodshot. |