Jane stomps outside toward the wilderness. She was so furious. Her boyfriend had just walk out leaving her in wanting. He had had already cum but then he had to leave because some silly giraffe had got in trouble with something. What about her. He had made her so turned on but then nothing. Just a peck on the cheek and he was gone.
Just then she felt a drop of rain fell down.
"Oh, drat. Even the weather isn't on my side. And it's already too far to walk back to camp." Just then she remembered a cave nearby that she had seen last week. At least being with bats is better than being soaked to the skin. The cave was very dark. Suddenly she bumps into something.
"Oh, it's you. Tarzan, you frightened me. I guess you had come in here to get out of the rain too, huh."
"Come. Tarzan make fire. Jane wet." After the fire had been lighted the cave felt warmer. Jane couldn't help noticing that the cave hasn't got any bat. And not even a single bats dropping.
"Tarzan come here a lot. When Tarzan feel want be alone. Tarzan come here." Tarzan said as if reading what was on her mind. Jane realized then that it really is warmer but her clothes was still so wet. She is feeling so uncomfortable in it. She considered sitting there naked. She was sure that Tarzan wouldn't mind. As if he himself is really so well dress. What was wrong being naked in the same room with someone who had had never wear anything except to a piece of cloth. Besides, he had never been with anyone else besides her and her father. He had never even been to the world outside of the forest. Jane started to open her shirt, then her bra. She glanced at Tarzan, but he doesn't seem to express any reaction at all. When she was totally stripped, he still maintain that blank expression. She guessed that he really didn't mind at all being with her naked and all.
"Tarzan, why did you actually come here. I really don't think that you were really outside when that rain starts to pour."
"Tarzan want be alone."
