"Where are we going?" I ask as Charlotte continues to guide me down a grassy path, blindfolded might I add.

Dear god, if I die please make my life into a story.

"Shh, we're almost there" she whispers beside my ear which causes her breath to fan against my neck

My breath hitches as my lower belly starts to tingle and I start to feel a pressure on my most intimate area.

What is this feeling?

Am I turned on?

"Are you okay?" She asks as we stop which causes me ...