Clayton took a nice few minutes brushing my back thoroughly to my waist, then moved to my shoulder and arms. Combining brushing my skin with a loofah on his right hand and his left-hand caressing, his touches sent nice goosebumps throughout my skin. “Let me brush your legs”, he said after releasing my hands after brushing them. I stretched out my legs and leaned my feet to the tub ends while he moved his position and kneels near it then starts brushing. He did both of my feet and moved slowly higher to my calves and knees. The way he did to the more and more sensitive skins intensified the moments. At one point when he brushed my inner thighs below the water, I couldn’t hold myself anymore and got closer, wrapped my arms around him, and kissed his lips a little heatedly. “You can do it better if you get closer, come on in”, I said while kissing him and unbuttoning his white shirt. He helped me by undressing his pants quickly then joined me in the tub.

Some hours after, as I faintly heard my ringtones, still half awake, I grab my phone and answer without much thinking.   “Yes?”   “Anita, are you still sleeping in your room? I and Georgina are nearby, can we come in? We bring snacks and coffee.”   “Huh? Who is this?”, I gradually awake as I somehow assumed that the call was from Sasha. But no, this is not her voice.   “Jess, you sleepyhead. Can we come up?”   “Uh... I am not in the dorm at the moment, actually, sorry.”   I felt a movement beside me, Clay awakes because of my call. “Who’s that, babe? Sasha?”.   “It’s Jess. My classmate.” I said to Clay before talking back to the phone. “Jess, sorry, I am in the theater guy’s place. He picked me up last night from the dorm.”   “Again? Oh wow. His place is far?”   “Other side of the town, near the s

He dropped me off at the dorm in a quick, kinda rushing manner. It’s broad daylight, lunchtime, and if anybody saw him, or even recognized his car, it could have turned badly. I pecked his cheek quickly, said thanks, and reached for the door handle on my side to open before he held my other wrist and pulled a little. I looked at his face and smiled. “Yes?” He pulled again to gesture me to get closer, smiling, then kissed my lips for a few moments, “Thank you.” “For what?” I answered with a little questioning eye. “For spending time with me.” I smiled before replying, “Thank you for the dinner too. And this hell of a hamper.” He smiled back widely, a little lighter on the expression and the usual mischievous glint in his eyes slipped a little. “At least you don’t have to think about buying body care and maybe makeup until the end of the year.” “More like, the end of NEXT year, I predict.” He smirked. “The

A few hours later, after Sasha and I were already taking turns in showers, I sat at my bed, putting on skincare and body butter (I took the Tropical Mango and Yuzu scented one from the hamper), then heard a ring on my phone. “Clayton?” Sasha asked me while walking out of the shower, drying her curly hair with a towel. I nodded before answering. “Hey, driving home?” “Hey babe, yeah, just left the meeting.” His voice seems a little cheerful. I can feel him smiling. “Am I bothering the girl’s time?” “We just finished taking turns showering after the first part of the girl’s night. More later coming up.” “What are you doing now?” “Putting on body butter.” “Which one?” “Mango and Yuzu.” “Seems fresh. Will I get to be able to smell it on you tomorrow?” “Sure, I’ll use the body spray too.” “Great. You can put me on speakerphone if your hand is busy.” “You sure?” “Sure. Only Sasha is in the room, right?” “Yeah, our room is two-person only.” I put him on speakerphone and Sasha

“We’ll be just outside the loading door,” he answered while tightening his hand on mine a little. “Let’s go out a bit, Phone and cigarettes only, and water.” I followed him after grabbing the things he requested with one hand, as he didn’t release our holding hands when we left our seats. A few of our fellow club members looked at him, pulling me and walking away from the audience rows to the stairs at the side of the stage. A little worry slipped into my mind when I saw some of them whispering to each other after seeing us. What are they gonna think about this? We walked barefooted until we found a huge rolling door on the loading dock backstage entrance, heading outside. He opened the door beside the rolling door and closed it after I walked through. We walked for a few steps until we reached the stairs down to the parking lot. It was way past the last class's time, so the campus was mostly empty. The sun was almost completely set, leaving only a little burst of dark orange in th