seeing you later on. Thinking of how you will be dressed, how you will smell, what you will say to me first, or will you just pull me close and kiss me. As I reach for the shampoo it slips out of my hand and hits the floor bringing me back to reality. As I bend over to grab it I think of you taking me from behind. Pounding my ass until both of us quiver in extacy. Running my hands over my body as I lather up, knowing that where my hands are now that ur hands, lips, tongue...breath...will soon be there. My hands travel down my body, stopping for only an instant to feel the heat between my legs, knowing I'm already dripping wet with desire. Running my soapy sponge down my legs then back up