It was open, with no door, and the water came down from the ceiling like rain, without a specific shower head. It was fantastic. I walked into the mis...y cascade, the water slowly soaking my hair and covering my skin, beginning to pool at my feet. After a moment, he came around the corner, still dressed. I turned to him and stood still, letting him look at me and make his own decision. He took off his clothes and hung them on the hooks on the wall. Then, he joined me under the water. The air. Ihold on to this information for a moment because I can feel you startto cum and I want to taste you. After your cum has run down my face Ipull my head back and stand up. You look at me and tell me to keepgoing, yo have not told me I may stop yet. I slap you hard across theface and spin you over on the bed and start spanking you. Yelling atyou and demanding the truth. I dont tell you that I am not all thatangry, more just turned on as hell. After you have told me everythingand begged for. It’s probably because of the maturational thing with the females of the species.Anyway, she progressed from Doctor’s Office to more interpersonelle things quite smartly. It’s rather extraordinary what her active imagination got us up to.But when she graduated us to intercourse, it was just Trish and me. Not that she was mean about it to Froggy. She would lend a cheerful hand or mouth from time to time. The actual act, however ... well, Froggy became a spectator for that part of the afternoon’s. I wanted to text a reply but didn't, I just began to walk.I wasn't in the best of moods now. All I could think was "Dam that bitch". I walked as if on automatic, not even cognizant of where I was being consumed with extracting some revenge and all. I walked along, eyes to the ground thinking next time I'll just "hate fuck" her. A voice broke my concentration, "Hey mister", she said.I stopped, picked my head up closed my eyes and drew in a breath. No longer horny but in pissed off mode I opened.