The feeling of her against him, the push of her skin and then her smile kept his good mood going. His hands came to her hips, to hold her. The look she gave him, biting her thumb as she did, almost broke him. The gesture, cute, coy, and he was trying to fight it. She was winning. He leaned over and kissed the top of her slicked hair.<br/><br/>He wasn't paying attention, his eyes closed, when she moved away. He opened them just in time to see her bend over, to see her back, her bottom, he legs and all as water fell from her. A sigh escaped his lips as he saw her, still staring as she stood and then turned to off him the soap. What an amazing...OH soap. He snapped up and look at her, actually with the slightest hint of a blush.<br/><br/><em>Yes I would to wash you rear, I mean bottom, I mean back, legs.</em>