I pull up a chair behind the tub and scrub your back and wash your hair.  I massage your shoulders and tell you a story from when I was your age and fought in the revolution.  I ache to join you in the water but hold myself back.  Not until we are married will I take this further.  She is a lady after all.<br/><br/>I leave and finish packing,  you join me in them room.  "only a few more hours."