The man smiled, wrapping his arms under her body and pulling her up "I never added alone to the question of you wanting to take a shower." He said, smiling. He brought her to the shower, probably big enough to fit three pretty comfortable, and put it on. There was a handlebar just out of the streams way, over which a towel lay as it couldn't get wet there, but he had put it there intended for other things. He placed her down, before putting her on the ground "Would you want me to wash you?" He asked her "Or do you think you can do it better by doing it yourself." He knew that if he would wash her he'd probably fondle her, and hoped that if she washed herself she'd put up a bit of a show for him.