Unbreakable Shower Doors Novels & Stories

And there was a narrow little window that looked out over the back courtyard. In one corner there was a simple white porcelain bathtub with one of those old-fashioned shower setups. The kind where the showerhead is inside the tub, hanging from a metal rod, and you have to stand in the tub to shower. There was also a handheld sprayer attached to the wall, the kind with a hose you can pull off and aim anywhere.

I sat still, palms flat on the table, until it passed. The bathroom was small. A narrow shower with tile that had seen better days. A shelf with a few folded washcloths and another towel. The water ran after a long groan through the pipes. It took a minute to get hot. When it did, it was hot enough to turn my skin red. I stood under it until the steam filled the room and the mirror fogged. My legs shook once, hard, then stopped. Back in the main room I kept the light turned low and checked the curtains again. The window frame had a simple metal lock. It held. The door had a second slide bolt that looked new. I threw it and tugged.

I hadn't thought the two of them were serious about giving me a show, but it seemed they were both determined to prove me wrong. The shower in the bathroom was huge, set with multiple shower heads that protruded from the walls. The ceiling itself was one big showerhead, raining water down onto the tiled floor. I couldn't help but notice the shower had no doors. There were two marble steps that led into the shower, to where the water could easily drain without flooding the bathroom. The shower was easily large enough for the three of us, but I couldn't work up the courage to join them. "Enjoy the show, doll." Alec murmured, his hand grazing underneath my chin. An amused smile twitched onto hi

Heather stated. “No, not really. I was just trying to make myself a little happier,” Chris replied. Chris opened the door and entered the shower room. Unlike the rest of the bunker, which had the appearance of a prison, the shower room was incredibly beautiful in comparison. The room had a white tile floor with black tiles scattered across. A blue and green backsplash made up the walls on the outside of the shower. The stalls themselves were larger than the average shower. The stall was split into two parts, one part with benches and coat hooks and the other with the actual shower. A shower curtain divided the two sections.

His bathroom is so large, I thought as he pulled me into a full glass walk-in shower. I gazed at the thermostatic shower system, this one had a couple of extra features. The ceiling-mounted shower head is very sleek and allows water to fall straight down. The set also includes a handheld shower available in four sizes and six adjustable massage jets for a very relaxing experience. There were shampoos and soaps kept on the platter attached to the glass. "Are you done gazing around?" His voice snapped at me as he gazed at me with a tint of proudness on his face.

I could stay here forever. After a long journey, I sluggishly made my way to the en suite bathroom. The bathroom was also beautiful, although not as large as the bedroom. The walls were tiled with large format white travertine, while the floor was made of dull brown tiles. The enamel was chipped in the sink, and the vanities were made of dark wood with peeling formica. However, the counters were a brilliant white quartz, and the granite countertops and walnut-framed mirrors were gleaming. The glass-walled shower had an oversized showerhead, and the fluffy towels were neatly arranged on a thrift store chair in the corner, along with a fluffy bath mat and a laundry center. It was absolutely be

He pushed it aside as Aiden stepped in. The shower is wide and long, giving plenty of room for Thaddeus's wheelchair. There are many different shower heads at different heights. Next to Thaddeus is a removable shower head, making it easier to clean his wheelchair and the areas of his body that the other shower heads don't reach. Aiden steps under the water and sighs as warm water rains down on his body. The Omega closes his eyes and tilts his head back as he runs his hand through his hair, loving how good the warm water feels.

He tugged her to an open arch, where the gleam of white subway and glass tile beckoned. "Wow." Marc's exclaimed word aptly described the bathroom, a large space dominated by a huge glass-enclosed shower. She counted. "Twelve showerheads? Who needs that many?" Thad chuckled. "That's nothing. At the compound, the master bedroom facilities boast sixteen, plus a rain shower one overhead." Before she could ask how dirty he got, hands tugged at her clothes. Thaddeus wasted no time. Shyness returned as she wondered what the heck she was doing. Was this the right thing to do? Was she-

That’s better. Deciding that she could really use a shower, she hopped up and headed to the all tiled bathroom. White. Just like the rest of the house. Stepping into the room, her mouth dropped at the sight before her. A massive clawfoot bathtub stood alone in one corner and a glass-enclosed shower was in the other. The shower contained multiple shower heads pointing different directions on two sides and a rain shower head installed above the ceiling She wasted zero time in stripping down to jump into the shower to turn on the rain.

The top of the counter was made out of shiny, smooth granite, also in the darkest of grey. Stepping in, I noticed a towel hanger in silver colour, hanging on the glass door of the shower; holding a white towel. Stripping out of my clothes, which was easy because I was only waring one thing. I stepped into the shower and began looking around for the shower head. There wasn't any, but the ceiling said otherwise. Walking over to the side buttons I started fumbling with them and ended up being blasted by water from all angles.