When we got to her place, we stripped quickly and got into her shower, the only shower I’ve ever known to have instant hot water. I don’t know how...she got so lucky, but her apartment had the coolest bathroom: neat fixtures, high-tech lighting, and that wonderful shower. We began washing ourselves individually. She lathered up her short blond hair with some shampoo and then said, ‘Here, feel this.’ ‘What am I feeling?’ ‘It’s a spot of what a minute ago was dried cum. You can always feel the. " I supported myself on my elbows to look at her more clearly."And you did," she leaned back and recline on my chest. "but still... I couldn't make you finish." She actually sounded sad about it.I whispered into her ear, "I'm closer to cumming than you think. I just wanted to tease you longer." I kissed her cheek and whispered again, "Just make sure I don't cum on you, of your dad sees anything that even looks like cum he will rip my head off with his teeth."She bent down and started jerking me. I obediently presented my back to you, sitting inside your legs my body close to yours. A jet of warm water caressed my hair as you wet it with the nozzle. Your strong hands soaped my back in circles and I slumped gratefully, almost purring. Too soon you rinsed my body, then opened the shampoo and I felt the cold, viscous liquid spreading on my scalp. Confidently, yet gently, your fingers worked it in and I melted under your touch. It took nearly the whole bottle, but finally my hair was buried. I haven’t ever seen the carpet before, it’s green, and he has actually put his clothes in the dresser and closet. His bookcase is in use and his bed made. I am so shocked that I am incapable of speech. “Holly, are you okay?” “Um, yeah. It’s just so . . .” “Clean? Yeah, I know. I cleaned it because I really want to be able to see Danielle, Holly. I couldn’t stand it if I lost her. I have even stooped drinking beer in the past few days.” “Wow, Joe. I’m really proud of you. Let’s go show that.