I awoke later, to hear the shower, and see the light streaming from the bathroom. I crept to the door. I wanted to see him naked. Okay, and I wanted to ask him, why?

It was a shower curtain with geometric designs that you could barely see through, but you could see the person. I walked over, dropping my gown to the floor. I pulled the curtain back to find him leaning against the wall, tugging at his manhood.

“Sir?”

He smiled. “Morning, little blue bird.” “May I?” My eyes drifted to his dick.

His hand extended to me, helping me into the tub. I squatted before him, and his...