You can wait a few minutes

There is absolutely no need for you to get into such close confines with the undeniable handsome man. Not that he could talk you into anything now that you've made your mind up, but why take the risk? "No, you go on ahead. I'll just shower after you." A brief flash of disappointment comes over Sam's face, which you find oddly endearing, but he doesn't protest. "Fine, have it your way." He walks off into the bathroom, shoulders slumped. You shake your head in fascination as you watch him go. There is surely no way. No FUCKING way he's developed any feelings for you, has he? No, it must be something else. Whatever.

You don't bother getting dressed, right before taking a shower, and instead fill the time by stealing a can of beer from Sam's fridge and cracking it open. He won't mind. After a few minutes you hear the shower shut off, and shortly after Sam walks back in, still as naked as he was when he went inside. "All yours, " he says, bowing deeply at the waist and gesturing at the door beside him. Well, you aren't one to pass up such an offer, even if it's made mockingly. You pat Sam on his still-bowed head as you walk past him and into the bathroom.

Inside, the mirror there once again confronts you with the absolute mess you look like. You quickly glance away and step into the shower. The hot water running over you is just what you needed after the stressful night. As you revel in the heat and 'borrow' some of Sam's shampoo, your thoughts turn to the only thing they could, tonight. You'd like to think Mandy would regret taking you on with this insane GAME of hers, but, thinking more on it, you realize she won't have any time to regret anything before you seal away her mind with Sam's cum. Oh, well. But maybe there could be a way... Some way to make her squirm before you deal with her once and for all... But that's for tomorrow, you decide. For now, you step out of the shower, dry off, and walk back into the living room.