The water sliding down my body reminds me of the many times that Kahin has made me his under the coolness of a shower, each drop that slides down my skin is like a caress from him, sighing, I decide to soap myself to go out or I am able to give myself pleasure. I alone  I don't like the music that is playing so I change it, ready to get the soap off, I take a step and slip, I try to hold onto the stream of water and of course I fall like a sack of potatoes, laughing on the floor I watch the water fall and more...