I quietly opened the door and found Matt’s parents bedroom. It was decent sized with a queen-sized bed. I closed the door behind me and began to loo... around the room a little and saw where the water was coming from. His parents had their own bathroom inside of their bedroom. I sneakily walked over to the slightly opened door and saw Ann in the shower. I had another instant hard-on at the thought of Ann bathing her soft body. I couldn’t make out her body that well in the distorted glass that was. . I hate to saythis, but remember that time you and John were sleeping out in the treehouse in our backyard? Well, I put a bunch of our dog's poop in yoursleeping bag." Holy shit, that was you? I mean, Reggie... I mean..." I was a total jerk," she said with warm apologetic eyes, "and here I wasabout to ruin your Christmas Eve." It's... How is this happening?" Clay sat onto the couch behind him, andReggie walked over and sat beside him."I really don't know." I mean, if it's really you... Aren't. She also enjoyed hearing it. Offa spoke in a guttural low born Fleabottom accent thicker than Ser Davos. He spoke in cruel ways to denigrate their bodies and lack of stamina. He called them both whores, slags, worms and frequently spat upon them. The humiliation of accepting the words without challenging them only added to their debasement and enhanced it. It would be like that on a walk of atonement, only the entire population of the city would turn out to hurl these insults.It was quite. When she reached my waist she stopped and gave me a smack on the butt.“That’s it for today,” she said. “So far my classes have only covered back and arms. Next week, legs. Go shower and get out of here. I know you’ve got plans tonight.” I turned my head as she opened the door. She was still dressed in her warm-ups, but instead of a sweatshirt she had a tank-top on and she was sweating.“Uh, Bree? Thanks,” I said.“See you Monday, Tony.”Friday night used to be date night. But there was something.