Damn, I was caught. I quickly rinsed off, but before I could get the water out of my eyes, the intruder spoke. It was Johnny, and he looked extremely...pissed. I couldn’t speak. I just stood there looking at him, afraid that he was going to curse me for what I had just done back in our room. Finally he spoke, scorning me, “What the fuck do you call THAT?”What are you talking about?” I asked, afraid of hearing words that I didn't want to hear. He seemed even more pissed by my pretense of. I strained and got his head in my mouth, but it was difficult not to lose my balance. The sensitive lover pulled us down to the bacteria-ridden shower floor into a 69 position. I took his short, chubby cock in my mouth and he made an effort to fuck my face a bit, as his tongue was fucking my asshole.After a brief time, he started probing me with his fat fingers.He pushed me forward and slid out from under me. From somewhere, he produced a condom which he slid on like a pro. I was on my feet. "Thanks for being so great with her. She's like a little sister to me, most of the time," Sherrie said."No thanks necessary," I replied. "She made it more than worthwhile. I noticed you seemed to be enjoying the show quite a bit yourself." Sherrie blushed at this, but nodded. "Well, I'm not sure I'm done enjoying just yet," she said as she reached out and grasped my cock thru my jeans. "And if this is any indication, you aren't either." My cock was still rock hard from all the attention I'd. (Sanosuke as well as Aoshi is surprised.)Aoshi: More sophistry--Kenshin: If you want to know if it is or not, fight me and see.Sanosuke: Looks like all you can do is fight, Mister Shinomori. Standing there talking is going to get you nowhere. Time's running out; we've got a lot of other things to take care of. In the end only the sword can tell whether the swordsman is weak or strong. You're the challenger. Logically, it's not your place to complain. If the challenger gives up, it's Kenshin's.