We’re going to take a shower.”Now you’re probably thinking; this is getting old. What with the shower in every story…But this always turns the... girls into Billy’s whores. The water relaxes them enough for Billy to eat their asses. Which gets them into a sexual mood enough to realize their forced and begin to like it.This is what Billy did. He took Pamela into the shower and soaped up her cunt. He revolved his forefinger repeatedly enough to get Pamela a bit more comfortable. Billy could see she. I started to rub my hard on with longer, more intentional strokes. I was facing her sideways and about a foot away from the glass itself. I stopped for just a minute and turned to face the doorway and then stepped closer to the glass door. I was sure she now had a good view of me standing there naked and soaped up. She did not make a move. I ran the soap over my shoulders and chest, then behind me and down my legs. I knew she could see me now for sure but she still made no movement. I made sure. But she is very intelligent and used to give very good and impulsive repartees when ever I teased her university, professors and friends. One day when she came to me as usual and that day I did not have much work and by and large free. We discussed about her studies and films. Then suddenly it occurred to me that she resembled Sharmila Tagore, the hot Bengali actress of seventies. I wanted to tell her, but my throat went dry. Drank some water and tried to tell her. Again it occurred that if she. ‘You guys are good, I mean it. When Rod here told me about what happened here a fortnight ago I just had to come and hear you. He wasn’t wrong, you’re great and Fiona, you have the voice of an angel.’ He saw the look I threw at him and modified his statement. ‘I don’t mean that it is sweet or anything like that, it’s just that it is a perfect fit for the music that you play. Have you got a demo that I can take to the record companies?’ ‘No, but we will have a recording of tonight’s gig if.