110. His Living Pillow

The two had a nice and lovely dinner sharing things from their past. Denny asked Trisha this and that, in return, he also shared stories of his childhood. They wrapped things up in the kitchen with Denny washing things while Trisha did the ones Denny would allow her to do. Soon they were up to the bedroom, did their before-bed regular rituals of brushing their teeth only. Denny did not let Trisha wash up.

"You did not go anywhere else after our bath in the afternoon; you don't have to take a shower before bed tonight," he decisively declared. He did the same, but as a habit, he rinsed his face after brushing his face, and when he looked up to see his face in the mirror, he saw Trisha looking at him with envy.

"Do you wanna wash your face?" he asked.

Trisha bit her lips in surprise to see Denny saw her watch him freely wash his face with warm water from the lavatory's faucet. She timidly nodded.

"Wait," Denny replied. He took a small towel from the toilet and rinsed it with warm water