Violet Myers Shower Novels & Stories

Even the towels hung up on the towel wrack by the shower are green, like the color of seaweed. After I completely strip down, I make my way over to the shower. The shower looks kike it's made entirely of Blue Ballet colored glass, it looks glorious on the outside. The shower door has a wave-like design on the front of it. I grab the handle, pull the door open, and step inside. I turned on the shower, and stood under the warm waterfall coming down in front of me. The warm water instantly relaxes my muscles as it makes its way down my back, allowing myself to relax and calm my

I turned on the shower, waiting until the steam filled the room before I turned back to her. "Get in," I said softly, helping her peel off her ruined shirt. "I'll wait right here for you." "Don't leave the door," she begged, her eyes reflecting pure panic. "I am right here, Violet," I promised her, kissing the top of her head. "I'm not going anywhere." She stepped into the water, and I sat down on the closed toilet lid, burying my face in my hands as the sound of her crying mixed with the rushing water.

I guess I will have to dress posh, so give me a few. I take a shower and get myself done up, pulling my curly, purple mohawk into a fluffy ponytail on top of my head and pulling on this purple satin faux wrap tunic that I love along with flowy black trousers and black flats, then I do my make-up in a subtle day look with my signature watermelon lip gloss.

I hope it is someone who can love me and cherish me and show me the adoration a true mate should. I make my way out of bed and into the bathroom to get my shower and get ready for school. I grab my towel and I turn to the shower to turn the water on hot and as I strip of my pajamas, I climb in the shower and wet my hair to use my best shampoo and favorite vanilla scented body wash, it’s not easy to keep my blonde hair as lush and bright as I do. So, I need to use only the best hair care products.

"Anything else." "If you are out can you get me a moisturiser too. I am running low on it." Hell, I had two bottles of them but he didn't know that. "Okay, that's all?" "Umm no, I need a shampoo too makes it sure it is paraben free and the conditioner too. Could you make sure that the moisturiser is a vanilla cocoa flavour? It would be really great if you could find that one." Hell, I really prayed that it would take him more than an hour to come back.

“I’m going to give you two bottles. Use the bigger one on your body with a washcloth, and exfoliate gently. The smaller one use on your face with just your hands, and do NOT rub hard, just lightly.” A few minutes later I stepped into the shower. The water had been on maybe 30 seconds when Abby poked her head into the bathroom. “HEY!” I shouted, instinctively covering up. “Relax, I can’t see anything except a peach-colored blur.” It was true, the sliding glass shower doors were made out of pebbled glass. I probably looked like a Picasso painting. “Besides,” she teased, “I saw more of you on the national news.” Ouch.

I also probably have more caffeine than one person should in a day. The shower is warmed up so the three of us step into the shower. Violetta wastes no time getting to work on cleaning us up. When she washes our dicks she plays with them. She’s gotten damn good and giving us a hand job at the same time. She is also getting good at sucking one of us all while give the other a hand job. She is certainly coming out of shell in the best ways possible.

It felt like a warm embrace, washing away the grime and some of the sorrow. I reached for the bottle of shower gel on a built-in shelf. The label read “Wash and Co,” a brand I recognized but never had the luxury to use. I poured a small amount into my hand, noting the rich, creamy texture, and began to lather it over my skin. The scent of lavender and peaches filled the air, enveloping me in a fragrant embrace.

Her little fists came crashing down on my back, but they did little to nothing to deter me. “Hael, what are you—” I stepped into the shower and stood directly under the spray, soaking us both. For good measure, I turned around and let the water pour over her back and head. A smirk toyed at the edges of my lips when she began cursing. “I’m cleaning us, Violet. What do you think?” “Torture via waterboarding.” She muttered. I snorted at her lack of creativity. “Not a very interesting form of torture. Definitely not in my top three favorites.”

Sloan asked mockingly while Violet bowed her head immediately " You have probably not had any bath in a jacuzzi tub,you had better not destroy my property you filth " Sloan said smirking ..... " Get ready ,the make up artist will join you in an hour and be on your best behavior else your family suffers the repercussions" Sloan said smiling cunningly before walking out of the room while Violet burst into another round of tears . " Why me ? Why me ? " Violet murmured brokenly as she sobbed silently, she put off her clothes gently and slipped into the jacuzzi tub scrubbing her body in the milky warm bath however she couldn't enjoy this one because she is in a jiffy .