A couple of minutes later, I hear him and Rob leave. It’s as if a dark fog has cleared. I rush to the bathroom and shower. Only a few minutes before, Dante was here too. I wonder what it would be like to be in here with him. My body wrapped into his as he sensually scrubbed it. Slowly brushing my nipples and bringing me to ecstasy under the shower. But would he be slow? Dante struck me as the plaster-you-against-the-shower-door-and-fuck-you-frombehind type of guy. No finesse, only brute force. Not at all what I would want. Like at all. So why am I getting aroused at the thought? “Aaarh!” He...