Abida relished the hands, their warmth radiating unto her skin. Each one gripping its own cheek. The feeling was good, it seem to go to some primal jelly within Abidas mind. Maybe Abida was naturally into being held, being grabbed, touched, even somewhat aggressively so. Not something one admits to or is aware of, but something that exists in some ancient primordial programming. But whatever the cause the jungle cat for a time returned to the forests so to speak.<br/><br/>Abida stood up over her love, her sex out on display overhead while Lilla still lay from her previously pinned position. Abida bent over to help her up and bring her over to the bathroom, to the showering area specifically. As she lead her, again, like when Abida had led Sister Naser to her room, her hips swayed, though now a full view was possible. The bathroom was a standard tiled floor, shelves with various nick nacks and lotions, soap, wash towels and all the other jars and bottles of various things within them. Abidas nimble feminine hands held the Sisters fairly tightly, the warmth of her hand enveloping the Sisters. She turned her head, her black raven messy locks flying suddenly through the air as her emerald eyes meet the Sisters and Abida smiles. She turns her head again and leads her into an alcove in the bathroom. A large tub seemingly built into the floor with a raised wall all around it. The dark red tiles ran along each wall, a glossy sheen on each tile. The tub itself may have been some porcelain or some other stone, the texture being smooth to the touch.<br/><br/>Abida led the Sister in and closed the class opaque door behind her. She knelt down and turned a few nobs and suddenly the shower head gave out a sputter as warm water began to cascade out and down Abidas body. Her hair quickly becoming soaked and sticking to her head, the steam filling up the room quickly. The water flowed down the smooth skin, the water refracting the light on Abidas olive skin, the water run down over her breasts, curving around, almost cupping them, with a few small streams coming down the center of each breast, a drop of water forming at the nipples then falling off. Abida smiled and beckon the Sister closer, she then pulled a thing from the wall. It was a secondary shower head of sorts, it was like a steal cobra that with the flick of switched sprayed warm water out fairly gently, Abida held its handle tightly, the slithering body shining in the light and twisting to Abidas commands. She playfully sprayed the Sisters belly as she knelt down in the tub and positioned the viper like shower head partially over herself and where her hand seemed to imply she wanted the Sister to either stand or sit.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>