He tried to sit next to her, but she stopped him. "No, you stink horribly. Go take a shower and let me wash your clothes and I'll let you sit down." He saw her point towards the shower, but he refused. "I can see that you want to see more of me?" He snickered at her. "You stink, your clothes stink, and I would rather you take a shower before sleeping in my room. Besides, don't you want to clean up a little?" She gave him a smile then pointed to the bathroom again. "Fine." He said grudgingly.
First he took off his shoulder bag, then out of spite he stripped off his coat and threw it at her. Next he took off his shirt and belt, then his shoes and nasty socks, and finally his pants. She wore a face of shock and wonder, and he was curious of whether or not she had ever seen a man like this before. He turned around and headed toward the bathroom, but at the door he stopped and asked, "Are there any more clean towels in here?" "Yes." She replied. He walked in and shut the door behind him.
He started to sing as he stepped into the hot water. He had to admit, it felt pretty good. Then about ten minutes later he heard a knock on the door. "Yes?" He asked. He heard the door open and when he looked, he saw some men's body wash on the sink basin. He smiled a bit, took the body wash and took a rather long shower. By the time he was done, he walked out with a towel around his middle, no make-up, and some of the hair dye washed out. "Wow." Shilo said, apparently surprised again by his appearance. "Kid, where are my clothes?" He inquired to her, and she replied, "They're in the washer, do you want some of my dad's clothes?"
By now he was kind of uncomfortable. He nodded, then caught her as she made her way out of the room. "On second thought, I'll just stay like this until my clothes are done." He sat down on the bed, then picked up his bag and started rifling through it. He pulled out some make-up, then when back to the bathroom to put it on. While he was doing this, Shilo watched him with fascination. "Like the view Kid?" His towel had slipped off and she was staring at him. "Umm, n-no, I j-just..." And with that she went to the hall and down the stairs to make some food. He laughed to himself as he finished, then laid on the bed.
As he walked out, she was astonished. "Wow, he looks really good without all of that stuff on... I wonder if I could just touch him... " She thought. "Wow." Was all she said though. "Kid, where are my clothes?" She kind of choked here, "They're in the washer, do you want some of my dad's clothes?" "Phew, I saved my ass that time." She saw him nod so she made her way out, but just before she went out the door, he grabbed her arm and stopped her. "On second thought, I'll just stay like this until my clothes are done." She had no words for this so she just watched him go back to her bed and rifle through his little pack. She was curious of what he was doing, so she followed him to the bathroom.
As she watched, he put on the pale base stuff, then as he started on his eyes, she saw something shift then fall. When she looked, his manhood seemed like it was peeking around his leg at her. "Oh great Shilo, start staring and you'll make a fool of yourself." She noticed a change then heard his voice. "Like the view Kid?" "Umm... n-no I j-just..." She heard herself say, then decided that was a very good time to go try to make food. She went to the hall and down to the kitchen. "Well, good job, you made a fool of yourself, what did I tell you?" "Shut up!" She actually answered herself. "Even better, now you're answering yourself, and it's all because he's here..." She smiled to herself at the thought of Graverobber. She had a dark attraction to him that she couldn't explain at all.
She then turned her attention to the kitchen where she was standing. There were cupboards and shelves on the wall right in front of her, to her right was the stove, microwave, toaster and stuff like that, then to her left was a huge refrigerator which was half fridge and half freezer. After she looked through the fridge, she went to the cupboards and shelves. She saw some bread, and in the fridge she saw the other things necessary to make sandwiches. She grabbed everything that she could and put it all on a counter.
Right as she was done making the third sandwich, she heard the washer machine go off. "Ugh." She thought, then went to put his clothes in the dryer. As she was making her way there, she heard a scuffle and saw a big shadow that disappeared behind the staircase. "Graverobber." She whispered. She walked over slowly and jumped to where she saw the shadow disappear, then shouted BOO!. There was Graverobber, towel still wrapped around his middle, grinning like a little school boy.
"Damn, she found me. All well, that's what you get when you try to stay decent for a lady." He thought as he looked up at her. He had made it almost all the way down the stairs when his towel almost fell. So he grabbed it and jumped over the railing to crouch in the shadows next to the entryway to her mother's tomb. "So, where are my clothes?" He asked sheepishly. "I was just making my way to them, until you made your little hide and seek game." She slid out a small smile for him. "If you would like, I could show you to where your clothes are." She started off in her original direction, not looking back. "Well, kudos to me for fucking that up." He frowned to himself then followed her. She went to a door on the other side of the stair well that led downstairs into a basement type room.
The room was small but effective, with white walls and modest stained woodwork around everything. It was quite pretty, although not his style. It had a small mattress in a corner with stuff on top of it; in the corner to the right front of them sat a washer and dryer, along with a little hamper for clean clothes. She pulled his coat out first, then threw everything else in the dryer. She hung it up on a wire rack. "What the hell are you doing that for?" He asked, he was fairly confused. "The coat says to do it, the rest doesn't." He still didn't get it, but he didn't care much. "How long will it take for me to get my clothes back?"
"Well, your other clothes will take about 45 minutes, but your coat will take about a day, maybe more." "Oh my god, did she do this on purpose? Just to keep me here? What the fuck is going on?" He didn't know that she was just pulling his leg on the coat. He saw the little grin on her face, and blanched. He guessed his thoughts played out on his face, for she then said, "You know, it will actually take about an hour." She flipped a switch and a ventilator came on. He was extremely annoyed. He decided to teach her not to play with him like that, so he tried to scare her. He snarled, then advanced and reached her in a quick stride. He grabbed both of her wrists, pushing her up against the wall. "Now, why don't you explain to me, why are you making me out to be a fool?" He hissed into her ear.
She thought it funny, apparently he didn't. His face went from flustered and confused to annoyed and pissed. "Oh no. He's going to kill me, he's going to kill me." Shilo thought as he crossed the distance between them in one stride. As he grabbed her wrists and pushed her against the wall, his towel fell off once again. She couldn't help but notice his manhood rubbing against her leg. He hissed, "Now, why don't you explain to me, why are you making me out to be a fool?" She could only whimper a little. She'd never been handled this roughly before, and she was scared. "He could do anything he wanted to to me, and I can't do a thing. Why did I let him in?" She tried to fight back by throwing herself forward, but all that did was bring her closer to him; she was pressed against his body struggling to get free.
"Let me go! It was only a joke, I'm sorry! I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She broke down in tears while yelling, then suddenly tried to sit down, but instead fell on top of Graverobber. "Please, please, d-don't..." She whimpered more, and finally he let go of her wrists. She lay there on top of him for a while, and after about 10 minutes, the bulge she felt on her pelvis went away. Next she was nudged off of him so she could see him stand up and put the towel back on. "I'm sorry. But just remember Kid, you are powerless to stop me." He flashed her a grin, but she took it as a warning to never joke again. The dryer clicked to tell them it was on its last cycle.
As she sat there on the dryer waiting for it to get done, Graverobber was looking through the things on the mattress and had apparently found something that caught his interest. It was an old Zydrate gun, old and rusted. "Why is this in your house?" "I don't know. Maybe my dad used to use it for his 'patients'." She did little air quotes on patients, and then went back to staring at the floor. He chuckled a bit. "What?" She snapped. "It's nothing." He said, but when he looked at her, his face was full of sympathy. She sighed. The dryer went off, and she jumped off of it to open it. He appeared directly behind her and grabbed right above her hips. She gasped, but liked the feeling of his hands on her.
She started to struggle, and he didn't like that. Then before he knew it, they had fallen over and she landed on top of him. He couldn't help it, she felt so amazing. Her smell, the feel of her skin, the lack of hair, her nightgown and the fact that he found out whether or not she was wearing underwear or not. She was. He realized that he was still holding her wrists, and heard her pleas, which tore at him and made him feel sorry for what he had done. He also found that he had a nice hard-on going. "Damn it, you just tried to assault her and all you can think about is getting into those underwear you're obsessed about?"
He felt horrible for it, but finally it went away and he slid her off of him so he could get the towel back. "I'm sorry, but just remember Kid, you are powerless to stop me." He grinned at her to maybe ease her unease, but all she did was look at the floor and jump up on top of the dryer. She sat there, so he decided to rummage through their stuff. To his surprise, he found an old, crappy Zydrate gun. "Why is this in your house?" "I don't know. Maybe Dad used it on his 'patients'." He found this really funny for some reason. As he chuckled, he heard her snap at him. It startled him, so he just said, "It's nothing." But he found it sad. He looked at her, and her at him, and he felt real sympathy for her. He wanted to protect her from everything that had been done to her, and everything that will happen to her.
She sighed, and at that exact moment the dryer buzzer went off. She jumped off of the dryer, opened it, and bent over to get inside of it. He saw her underwear, and his hard-on came back to him. His thoughts were focused only on that at the moment, so he set the gun down and walked up behind her. He noticed that her underwear were simple white silk like material, and they had a little lace bordering them. He set his hands above her hips, and he heard her gasp. He liked it, so he backed her up, and turned her to face him. "Shilo..." He whispered into her ear, then bit the earlobe. She gasped again, then whispered his name back. It made him even more hard. He pulled her close and felt her body on his, and again the towel dropped.