Julie had been happily cleaning Mao, trying to make her smell good for when Jason got home when she was suddenly pushed against the wall of the shower. A soft gasp escaped Julie's lips as she felt Mao begin to rub against her,"M-Mao..." she stumbled over her words as she felt herself warm at Mao's touch. Suddenly Mao's lips touched her own and she felt her breath catch in her throat. She moaned softly against the others lips.<br/><br/>"Mao..." she said in warning. "Don't do this...we're showering..." she muttered, but Mao's words shut her up, and longing overwhelmed her. Oh how she wished to be touched, and she knew Jason wasn't yet ready to accept them into his bed. At least he didn't seem to be ready. So as Mao dropped to her knees Julie moaned, clutching the slippery wall desperately so that she didn't collapse in a fit of pleasure. "Mao- You're..." she paused, losing her words as she got wet, her body rippling with bliss. Her breathing became ragged within moments and she smirked as Mao took a break and spoke,"Mao- You're so bad..." she teased,"Always searching for pleasure..." she gasped.