บท 827: Bathroom Break, Part 1

Allure was the word I was thinking of. 

The only word I was seeing in the misty white of vapor, hearing the trickle and splash of running water, feeling in the touch, the electrifying tenderness enveloping my body. 

Allure was everything and everywhere. 

Especially her…

I forgot how ridiculously big and fancy Amanda's shower was the first time I had used it. You can move and stretch a number of paces in any direction you want without having to worry about bashing into any of the shining porcelain walls that surrounded you.

But then you put just one more person together with you, and suddenly you realize you're no longer left with much room to work with, suddenly the space becomes ridiculously small in her presence… try to move an inch, adjust yourself once, and you'll bump, touch, and feel every inch of her in the attempt. 

Which I'm sure was exactly as she planned… this mischievous little vixen.