And there they sat, curled up and cuddled up in the shower, a ball of curled flesh, light and dark.  Athena seemed oddly calm and content about it, gently stroking Alice's hair, though her rigid tool remained all the while.  They'd be there for quite some time unless Alice wanted to get up and move; Athena seemed in no hurry to get up at this point, patient even if her loins weren't...