Veronica released another faint sigh as she tilted her head back, letting her long locks slide behind her head, damp with the running water that was running over her nude form. A faint shiver of pleasure ran up her spine, ecstatic sensations coursing through her body as she lightly arched her back, her ample orbs pressing outwards, nipples stiffening ever so slightly. She was truly caught up by the sensations and simple desire to relax that she wasn't even aware of her own hand darting between her toned, smooth thighs, fingers pressing against her soft and watered petals to tease and brush against them gently. The sensual, feminine moans escaping her parted lips didn't even register as she began to press even more firmly against those tight nether lips, rubbing with increasing vigor before she suddenly came to, shocked by what she was doing. It<em>definitely</em>didn't feel wrong, yet the ease of how she had lost herself was mildly frightening. For a moment she paused, breathing rather quickly as her legs trembled, wondering whether or not her ritual was the cause of the problem... or simply the fact that she was so very old and without a family of her own; or, at least, a partner.<br/><br/>With tremendous willpower she quickly stopped, focusing herself on the task of cleaning herself up before finally turning the water off and stepping free of the curtains. When the phone suddenly rang she jumped, only to blush the next moment. "Honestly, I'm so out of it," she muttered in annoyance as she grabbed a long towel nearby, wrapping it about herself before grabbing her gun and knife, carrying them into the bedroom. She casually tossed them onto the bed before riffling through her stuff, finally locating the cell that was ringing before popping it open and answering. "Yes?" she asked rather bluntly.