She threw it over the frosted glass door and the handle for the shower squeaked as she twisted it to just under the hottest setting. Her muscles were ...ching from her workout downstairs, she had been to the gym every day for a week now and she desperately needed powerful hot water against her shoulders. The bathroom had several stalls, all empty except the one she was in, and she was grateful for the silence except for the heavy beating of the water on the tiled floor. Steam began to gather as. Damn it, that's not the point!" She stomped her foot, partly because she was still worked up about the stories, and partly because I had tricked her into admitting something. I liked what the stomping action did with her breasts.An idea began to grow in the back of my mind. On my way to the door, I had noticed a pair of handcuffs hanging on the rack where I keep my car keys and house keys. I had been cleaning the lock on them a few days before, and had neglected to put them away.I looked at her. As our mouths move in unison I release my grip on your breast. You utter a moan of dissatisfaction, you enjoy my touch and you desire more. But we release our kiss. You lean back and support yourself with one arm. I watch as I see you run several fingertips over your lips. They are wet, wet with the remains of a heavy kiss and you tease me as you trace the moisture in circles around your mouth. I find myself in awe as I continue to watch as you place two fingers in your mouth and begin to. Tristan groaned. "Pest." He heard Aesia laugh at his remark."Come on, come on, come on!" Tristain sung in time with her bounces."OK, I'm getting up." Tristan stood up, walked to the bathroom. Once they were dressed, Cassiopeia led them down to the hangar into the nearest of the black ships. The controls were the same as modern Sicceian ships, with only minor differences."Are you OK with flying this Aesia?" Cassiopeia asked"Yes there should be no problem." The one important thing to remember is.