I reach over and turn the hot water spigot until I can no longer twist it. I draw the curtains closed and huddle in a corner with my arms wrapped arou...d my body as I wait for the water to warm and for the steam to rise and envelop me. When it does, I adjust the temperature by simultaneously adding some cold water while dialing back the hot so that I can fearlessly stride under the stream that spews from the large round shower staring down at me. I love my shower. The water pressure is intense. Her groans filled the car and when she tried to kiss me, I kissed back. A few frantic seconds went by as Candi tried to get off on my hand. She was right there and I knew it, but it would take me sticking a finger in her hot box to get her off. I waited for the right moment and as she ground her hips in my hand, I split her lips with my fingers and slowly inserted my middle finger inside. Candi bolted up in her seat and her groans turned to moans and she cried out, “Uhhh god, uhh god.” Her. .. The delight of repressing the instinct to move away, of being able to laugh at that primitive instinct, to step on it and just feel ... Shudder, let the candle drain its drops that overlap, filling spaces, composing the most beautiful designs on bare skin. Sometimes, real floods fall and merge into an instant magic. The skin screams and reveals unique, unpredictable, chaotic images ... Drawings born from the flames, burning, spreading contradictory sensations throughout the body, which throb. The next day, after classes.. we met at her place for our usual study session. While discussing, I casually ask her if she could teach me to be better at cunnilingus. Looking at me with her pretty hazel eyes, she nodded and said, "Sure, why not". What I meant was, tell me about the techniques and give me a diagram to follow or something.. and what she heard was Show me how to pleasure a woman. She cleared the pile of papers we had on the floor and just as quick took her shorts off, touching.