Not caring for excuses and needing to wet her parched throat, Cindy jumped off the bed and walked into Kim's bathroom where she started to slurp handfuls of water from the sink.
"Eww, Cindy. Don't drink from the sink in the bathroom that's gross."
"Gross?! I'll tell you what's gross." Cindy slurped down another handful of water before she turned off the faucet and exited the bathroom. "Gross is spending an ENTIRE DAY as fucking pair of underwear. Gross is having your nose planted in someone's snatch and not being able to take it out. Gross is being sweated on and absorbing every drop of it's rancidness into your own body. Gross is being directly farted on in the face four times in a row. Gross is having drops of piss carelessly fall on to you when your best friend doesn't pay attention to how she's wiping herself. Gross is hearing your friend talk to a cute guy and then being greeted with a musky stench of pussy juice as she grows wet! That's gross, Kim, drinking out of the bathroom sink is downright
hygienic compared to that!"
Kim grimaced at these revelations, feeling a little embarassed and a lot guiltier. She didn't know that her friend was having such a tough time down there or that she was noticing all of those things while she was down there.
"Look, I'm sorry Cindy," apologized Kim, "I didn't think that you would be able to still smell while you were like that or that I was sweating that much, and I didn't know that I got pee on you or that those farts smelled that bad,
I couldn't hold them in all day. As for the......"wetness", well, you really would need to see Sean with his shirt off to know what triggered that."
Cindy grunted loudly as she stormed back into the bathroom to drink a few more gulps of water.
"Well, look on the bright side. As least you got cleaned up this morning, so you don't have to worry about smelling like butt...or other things from down there."
Cindy stormed back out of the bathroom. "Cleaned up? I got washed! While you slept up here in your warm, comfortable bed I was soaked in detergent and icy, cold water, agitated in icy, cold water, rinsed in icy, cold
water and then spun out. I thought that I was going to freeze to death until I got thrown into the dryer where I thought that I was going to be burned alive while I tumbled nauseatingly back and forth for 30 minutes." Cindy got up into Kim's face and pointed an accusing finger right at her.
"But do you know what the worst part was? The worst part was hearing your mother talk about taking your clothes, the batch that I was currently in mind you, to the Salvation Army without telling you since you have so many clothes you probably wouldn't notice them gone. I was terrified beyond reason that
I was going to end up as some girl's donated underwear for the rest of my life."
"I'm sorry, Cindy," replied Kim, "I don' know how many times I can tell you that." Kim sighed. "I'm still not sure how you even ended up as a pair of panties after all that happened yesterday."
"Oh no, I can tell you EVERYTHING that led up to me being a Victoria's Secret special. It all started yesterday morning when you found that wand......"
