Bath Time
*A prelude to my original story ‘Agonising Pleasure’ meaning that although written after the events are set before the events of the original* As Lilly stepped through the door the warmth hit her like a ton of bricks, her cheeks reddening instantly. As her bag hit the floor she stood in the afterglow of a full days work, her shoulders drooping and her eyelids heavy as she felt them begin to close. She stood there silently. Suddenly there was a hand upon her own, her eyes shot open and she...