I finished my shower alone and in the dark. Becca had cleaned up and gingerly walked back to her room. I smiled just thinking about my cock deep in her ass. I dried off and reluctantly turned on the lights. I checked out my reflection in the bathroom mirror. My face was unchanged since the accident in Charlie's lab but my body bore the scars of the time I had actually been away. My chest alone bore twenty or more pale lines from wounds inflicted over the years. My back and legs were also testament to the battles I had fought. Thankfully my arms and face were free of blemishes...