Shower Time
Erica and I had just gotten home from the club and were beat. Our Friday nights usually went on and on at the clubs. Most of the time spent dancing and drinking.
Erica turned to me and said she was going to take a shower before we headed off to bed. I grinned inside, made up some lame line about being hungry, and was going to make something to eat. She nodded at me and stripped bare as she walked to the bathroom, tossing her clothes onto the floor. “Damn she’s got a hot body!” I thought to myself...
