



Part 1/4 . It’s finally shower time after a long day. I let the water slide over my neck, my breasts, my thighs. The water pressure is good… too good. I can’t help but notice how the jets feel shooting sharp darts into my nipples. I can’t draw my attention away from the detachable nozzle, reflecting my wet body on its surface. It’s like it’s whispering to me to come and play.