Rising up out of the pool - his naked body dripping, Tales decided to hit the shower before looking for his beloved.  Trotting into the house, he heard music and voices from down in the studio, so part of his job was complete.  Double stepping the staircase, he ran into Amelia's room and jumped into the shower, washing the chlorine and sex from his body, scrubbing himself and rinsing before washing his hair.  Dripping from the shower, he toweled off and decided to shave his face real quick before seeing his beloved.<br/><br/>Taking his razor and cream from the drawer he left them in, he took care of his grooming and went to find clothes...damn....he needed to have more of his clothes brought over here for when he stayed overnight.  Finding nothing clean, he opted for her white silk bathrobe that clung too tightly and barely covered all of his unmentionables.  Walking downstairs, he found his khakis and shirt where they had been strewn before in the throes of Amelia's passion, and he grabbed them up and took them to the washing machine.  Starting a load, he went to go find her.<br/><br/>He walked toward the sound of music until he was at the door of her studio...knocking, he waited to for the door to be opened, rather than interrupt anything important already in progress.