Impressed

It seemed like a lifetime had passed since Eric was forced to obey the will of others: the last time it happened, it almost killed him. However, her clinging to him… was more than physical. "Kitty?" he said.

"Yes?" Nana spoke hesitantly.

“I came on you,” Eric said through a laugh.

Nana laughed, "Yes." She kissed Eric's neck. "I'm stuck in this too."

"Shall we shower?"

“Sure,” said Nana.

Eric entered the bathroom, first looking at the shower stall, then the bathtub. Both can serve their purposes, but each has its own appeal. The shower stall has a bench, the surrounding glass will trap the steam inside, making them comfortable when not directly under the shower. Eric fantasized about imprinting Nana on the glass. It made him lightheaded for a second.

“Shower or bath?” Nana asked.

“I was just wondering the same thing. Maybe it's up to me. It was my idea after all,” Eric grinned and turned to look at Nana blushing.

She playfully hit him on the chest. "That right! I'm sure you'll