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You place your hand on her collar and slip your hand down across her smooth, cool to the touch skin. You confirm your suspicion about goosebumps but she immediately yelps and pushes your hand away. That's when you hear your wife scream from her open car window.
You turn your gaze elsewhere.




"What the fuck!?"
Eventually, June leans back into the seat and puts her hands in her lap. She looks up at you.




In the thrill of the moment, you hadn't notice your wife pulling into the driveway. She has her sunglasses off and the look of betrayal on her face says it all.
"Did you see my new swimsuit last time I swam in your pool?" She asks.




You are screwed.
You think back, recalling her in a tight, deep blue one piece suit.




She chews you out, holding June at her side to comfort her. You're kicked out of the house and later arrested.
"Yeah, I saw it." But you didn't have much else to say about it.




"Mom made me get that one. I wanted to try a two piece one like the girls at school. I mean, I'm eleven! I'm going to be in middle school! I shouldn't be wearing little girl swimsuits!" She huffs and crosses her arms, looking away.


''Looks like you hit a bad end. Try going back and make a different choice. June might like you, but you shouldn't rush her.''


"Sorry. You probably think I'm a little girl too huh?" She questions, not making eye contact.


[[Summer Crushed/Chapter 1.6b|Go back]]
 
[[Summer Crushed/Chapter 1.9b|You tell her she's not a little girl any more.]]




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You turn your gaze elsewhere.


Eventually, June leans back into the seat and puts her hands in her lap. She looks up at you.


"Did you see my new swimsuit last time I swam in your pool?" She asks.


You think back, recalling her in a tight, deep blue one piece suit.


"Yeah, I saw it." But you didn't have much else to say about it.


"Mom made me get that one. I wanted to try a two piece one like the girls at school. I mean, I'm eleven! I'm going to be in middle school! I shouldn't be wearing little girl swimsuits!" She huffs and crosses her arms, looking away.


"Sorry. You probably think I'm a little girl too huh?" She questions, not making eye contact.


You tell her she's not a little girl any more.