The time it took to move from the river's shore to the wooden house had given Cassian a chance to sober up a bit. As he glanced at Cassandra, the thought of massaging her and having some fun still lingered in his mind, but the fact that her little sister was his girlfriend made him hesitant.
Before he could bring up the matter, Cassandra, heading toward what looked like a small pond, spoke up. "Before we start, no perverted stuff, okay?" she said firmly, adding, "I don't want to complicate things with my sister's boyfriend."
Cassian nodded, watching as Cassandra took her shoes off again by the side of the pond. She glanced back at him and said, "I was thinking of washing up before the massage."