Kenzie's Shower

The steam from Kenzie's shower fills the bathroom as you drift through the locked door, your ghostly form materializing behind the shower curtain. You chuckle to yourself at the cliché of spying on someone in the shower, but I can't help but enjoy the show. After all, a locked door is no obstacle for a ghost and, unlike Tyler, you can't get caught.

Kenzie stands under the spray, her body glistening with water as she lathers herself with soap. Her movements are swift, but unhurried. Unlike those stories and games, not every shower a woman takes is a slow, sensual exploration of her body. However, as you are observing, and much to your amusement of that thought, her pace does indeed relax and her movements change, becoming more slow and deliberate, a contrast to the hurried pace of her day.

Her hands move gently over her body, cleansing and soothing. Her mind drifts to more pleasurable thoughts, her touches becoming more insistent and focused. She leans against the shower wall, her eyes closed as she enjoys the sensation of the water against her skin. Her stress from the day begins to melt away, replaced by a growing sense of arousal.

Just as she's on the brink of truly letting go, there's a knock at the bathroom door. "Kenzie, hurry up! I need to use the bathroom," Tyler calls from the other side of the door.

Kenzie sighs, her body tensing with familiar frustration. She quickly rinses off, her moment of relaxation and pleasure interrupted. Sensing her thoughts, you realize this is far from the first time similar interruptions have occurred.

"Use the other bathroom, Tyler." She steps out of the shower, wrapping a towel around herself, her body still throbbing with unfulfilled desire. I can sense her disappointment, but also a sense of determination. "At least I have my own room now, I'll have some privacy at last," she says quietly to herself.

She leaves the bathroom, her thoughts a mix of frustration and hope as she heads to her room. You watch her go with a sense of amusement and sympathy. Her belief in her newfound privacy is adorable, and you can't help but wonder if you can help her with her frustration. She's such a cute little thing. You're not sure if you have the ability to affect your surroundings or the people in them, but the thought of exploring that possibility is enticing.

The idea excites you, and you look forward to the opportunities that lie ahead, eager to see how your new family will react to your ghostly presence and the pleasures it can bring.