Promptly, wrapping it around himself, he stepped out of the shower onto the old, moist rug in front of him. Just a foot from the shower opening, Emily...didn’t budge.The cottage had just one bathroom. It was not much larger than a closet, but there was enough room for a toilet, sink and shower. There was even a window tucked inside of the shower stall, just high enough that you would only be able to see someone’s head from the outside looking in. Normally, Cam felt cramped in there, right now he. So, instead of having to drive home after the event I could stay in the city and enjoy myself. I had no idea what it was I was going to do but suddenly it seemed to be full of possibilities. Would I go to a bar and perhaps watch a band or go to a flash restaurant or would I do the thing that I had always been curious about but never had the guts, or the freedom, to do. Would I go to a strip club? Because of my past relationship I had always felt a certain nervousness at doing things like that.. Except when they didn’t, which was usually when somebody called somebody else a stuck-up ponce with his fancy froufrou and la-di-da ways. Of course they would apologise, but I always made sure it was dark and nobody saw me when I stuck the boot in to get that apology.Actually, that happened rarely, and most of the time I enjoyed my time there. Although celebrities tend to be arseholes with the public, when they’re together – because they’re all stars – they’re all fairly equal and don’t try and. It feels as if he is softly caressing the butt-cheek.I can’t help but let out a soft sigh. Please notice me, don’t stop now. I think once more. I gasp from the coolness of the alcohol and wait with bated breath. My heart is pounding, It’s ready to leap from my chest.He stretches the skin tight and seems to hold it taut for what seems like minutes, but I’m sure it’s only a second or two.The mind is a funny thing and how easily it drifts when it fixates on something. I’m thinking about Dr..