We were getting on the bus to go home the following morning. I was up early, so I went down to the beach one last time. Sheri saw me from her balcony ...nd blew me a kiss. I did the same and headed back to my room to get my stuff. I got on the bus and found my seat near the back. I watched out the window as Sheri, Charlene, Tara, and a junior named Heather were headed to the bus together. That was odd to me, because Sheri and Heather weren’t exactly friends. Heather was somewhat of an airhead. I. "Shit."The tray, suddenly forgotten, crashed to the floor as he reflexively pulled back his arm. The offending syringe fell into the mess as he stared helplessly at his arm, a drop of blood at the site of the puncture. The nearby double doors crashed open as the attendant double-timed into the morgue. "What happened?" I just stuck myself. Dirty." Aww, crap." The attendant stared at him through her eternally sorrowful eyes. "Now what?" I've got to run over to Bellevue and get this tested. At the. I had my knees in my hands to give her room to work her magic.When I felt the next one coming I could tell that it was going to be both holes at once and be a real barn burner. "Fuck Cat, you are so good at this."That may be the fifth or sixth time I ever used that word. But she was good enough to deserve it. Plus if I was being Sam, she said 'fuck' fifty times a day it seemed.As this double barrelled orgasm just continued to build, it passed the place where I thought I could take it. My body. The bathtub was full, so Heather shut off the faucet and asked me quietly, "Will you get in with me?" I was hoping you wanted me to," I answered, almost whispering. Our house had become so quiet, as if it were keeping a secret.I turned off the harsh, accusatory lights, cloaking our sin behind dim candlelight, and slid behind my daughter into the bath. Heather leaned back against me, placing her feet on top of the bathtub. I began slowly bathing my beautiful girl. I used only my soapy hands to.