Northwest Fuckfest Part 2

"Well, I'm waiting, Suit!" Juliet yelled in agitation, arms crossed over her tight fitting button up shirt. I was still in awe of Juliet's costume for this meeting. The whole outfit was really doing it for me.

The tapping of her foot brought me to reality and quickly thought about how to take this whole situation. Like I said, this was basically a Horny Improv session. Agree to whatever pops into your head, no saying no, Yes and. Shit like that. And I wasted enough time getting hot and bothered at the sight of Juliet. What I came up with may not have been clever, but I'll be honest and say I was lost for words.

"I'm Detective Sterling, Seattle PD. Are you Jasmine Reese?"

"Oh a detective. Never met a cop before. If all you boys in blue are as good looking where do I sign up?"

OH MY GOD SHES HOT!!

"Please answer the question ma'am."

Juliet stretched out her arms and her chest before answering. "Yep, you're definitely a cop. Taking things all serious. Yes I'm Jasmine. Or do you want to call me by my stage name. 'Diamond Dust'."

"Yes I'm aware of your occupation miss Reese, as well as your job at Victoria Secret."

Juliet puts her hands behind her back and leaned forward, presenting her cleavage to me. "Well a lonely girl needs a job... and a hobby."

I had to keep myself from ripping her shirt open and rip apart her bra and watch her gorgeous tits bounce free. Then just fuck her brains out right there on the floor for everyone to see. Picturing her ass stretch across the concrete like jello. Jesus Christ!

"*Ahem*, are you aware of the robbery that took place two weeks ago at your workplace?"

"Oh that!" Juliet chuckled and grazed her finger across her mouth as her eyes looked over again and again. "Yeah that was messy business. Half our merchandise was gone in the blink of an eye. And not a scent was taken from the registers. Strange as robberies go."

"Oh to be sure. Anyway, some new evidence has come to light and I'd like to know your whereabouts at the time of the robbery....to avoid any confusion."

Juliet...or Jasmine, did an exaggerated version of thinking to herself. Crossing her arms, sticking out her wide hips and put a finger to her chin and looked to the ceiling. Then made a mischievous smirk. "Well, well, well, well, well. I could give you what you want, that's my job after all, one I do for both my jobs. But I can't help but feel in this little questioning I would be the one who gets the short end of the rod... I mean stick. Hm hm hm."

The sex was so close I could taste it. Just looking at Juliet's every movement I knew she felt the same way. The power of lust that oozed off her body could make a man crumble to pieces.

"I have a...proposition, lets call it." She stepped even closer to me, close enough for her perfume to fill my nose with such wonderful aroma's it's unbearable. "A bargain as old as time. You scratch my back, I scratch yours." She suddenly grabbed the collar of my coat and yanked me down to her eye level and brought my ear to her lips. "I want you.... to fffffffuck me. Plow me like nothing more than a breeding bitch. A fat-ass fucking cow that's only purpose in life is to be fucked mindless, senseless, until I'm squealing pile on the ground. Do you understand?"

"I'm a married man, Miss Reese." I responded.

"Oh?" Jasmine asked while her hands ever so slowly moved to her legs, then to her hips, then to a single button on her shirt. Where she tactfully unbuttoned it with ease swiftness for more of her chest to be exposed to me. What made it all the more exciting was the portion of chest she showed, it was a portion of chest to where one would expect the familiar lacy fabrics of a bra, but their was nothing but her smooth skin. I looked down to her legs to confirm my suspicions. And was proven right, immediately. Tiny drops of liquid sliding down her magnificent legs. She wasn't wearing anything underneath her uniform. "Show me what it's like. Fuck me like you'd fuck her."

"Okay, that's it." I said, completely breaking character then picking up the nerdy bitch and slinging her over my shoulders. She fussed and playfully asked, "What are you doing mister detective?" I didn't bother answering, even as the people around me stared, not at me, but at Juliet's big bare ass jiggling with every step I took next to my face. I quickly walked to the nearest Victoria Secret and finally set her on the ground.

I set her down just a few feet away from the entrance. Thankfully the store was at a part of the mall that doesn't get a lot of foot traffic. When her feet touched the ground, I grabbed her and then slammed her hips against my crotch. Letting the growing bulge in my pants press against her skirt. I imagined the fabric of her skirt sliding its way into her pussy. And it seemed what I was thinking was happening. Juliet leaned her head back and bit her lip. We were both on edge, we were both ready, but I wanted to make it exciting, which is why I brought us here. I stepped back and grabbed her shoulders and whispered into her ear. "Grab a pair of panties and a bra. Meet me in the changing rooms."

"Are you crazy?" She responded. I was unsure if she was speaking as her character or her real self. "They're not gonna let a you in there. You'll get-"

I didn't let her finish. I just planted my lips on her and snaked my tongue past her teeth and let it dance with hers. I quickly separated and reassured her. "Don't you worry, Miss Reese. I'll find a way." I then whispered into her ear, "I'll give the little slut what she wants."

As soon as I said that, Juliet's hands pressed into her skirt over her crotch, ever so slightly moving up and down. "You better not take too long."

I watched her step into the store. Just watching her step into the racks and racks of lingerie, taking exaggerated steps to show herself off to me and anyone who was watching.

Once Juliet was perfectly out of sight waited for that split second when no one was nearby or looking, then activated Pendulum Warp. The entire mall slowed to a crawl and I nonchalantly skipped from the entrance of the store all the way back to the changing rooms, catching a glimpse of the lingerie Juliet picked out for our rendezvous. I'm not an expert on women's garments, but I can say she has good taste.

I was planning on simply moving into the changing rooms and just letting time resume, but I just wanted to take a moment. To see Juliet slowly moving with grace and wonder in my heart. The connection I feel for her, and hopefully her for me, was so much more. Fukushima, Onimusha, Hino, Shizu. All of them. Life with them was a literal dream come true. But deep down, deep down I was painfully aware that none of them were really real. All the conversations and food, and of course all the sex we had, could not erase that feeling. Juliet was real. When I felt her skin on mine, when I felt her breath on my neck, the wetness of her cunt. She was real....So real. I wasn't really sure if she loved me for who I was or just because I gave amazing orgasms. I myself, felt real.

"Dammit! Pull yourself together!" I told myself. I'm going down a rabbit hole and had to come back to reality. I'm here to please a woman. I cast Unseen on myself and watched as I went invisible and deactivated the warp and times resumed its normal speed.

I quietly moved into the changing rooms and waited there for my Nerdy Queen. She entered soon after and started looking back and forth, looking for me. I took this time to find an empty room jump inside it without opening the door. Once inside, I became visible and quietly opened the door. I whispered "Psssst" to Juliet, and reached out my hand and gestured for her to enter.

Juliet walked in and closed the door behind her and saw me sitting on the little bench they have as customary. "How the hell did you beat me here? I didn't see you at all."

I just raised my hand and waggled my index finger. "There's a reason a magician never reveals his secrets. It ruins the magic."

Suddenly, Juliet ripped open her shirt and let her hair loose from the twin tails. "Then show me some magic."

Our lips met and ravished one another and didn't separate as the both of us took our clothes off. The whole time I had one hand on her breast and the other helping her out of her clothes and vice-versa, with her hand working with me and one hand working on my cock. Once we were both naked I wasted no time, I picked her up and pinned her against the wall and just rammed my cock inside her. She would have screamed her heart out but her hands were covering her mouth and pressing down as hard as she could so all that came out was quiet yet ecstatic moan.

Her pussy was tighter than usual from the fear of doing it in a public place. Every sound, every shuffle, every barefoot step could possible echo through the store, then an employee could come and gaze at the glorious lovemaking. Though probably ending with getting taken out of the mall and/or arrested. But that fear of being found out, the idea that we could get found out doing something so indecent in a decent place fueled Juliet's thirst for hot steamy sex. And I wanted to tempt fate as much as possible and got to work on making Juliet moan as loud as possible.

I pinched and squeezed her ass. Massaged her tits. Kisses on every inch of her, but she still covered her mouth, letting more moans escape past her fingers. I whispered into her ear. "I can't get enough of seeing your face like that. Adorable. She me how cute you can be."

I let up my strength a bit to allow her to move. Apparently, her response to showing how cute she is, is to put her legs over my shoulder so its just the wall and me holding her up, remove her hands from her mouth and let them dangle, and start to whimper like a little puppy every single time I slammed inside her. "Hm.....Hm.....Hm..." I was loving every second of this, but I had my goal set. I'm gonna make this girl scream. I rammed into her a different angles and when I'm inside her I rotate my hips. During this, Juliet finally spoke. "I love it. You're stirring me up. Right there."

I picked up my pace. In and out fast enough for Juliet's whole body to jolt every time. Followed by a quick squeal from her lips. "No." she breathed, "No, nooo. I'm cumming. Cumming. Cumming. I'm......"

Every part of her tensed up, and she looked into my eyes. Her face depicted an eruption of pleasure that would have made her scream for the whole mall to hear, but she held it inside through gritted teeth, with drops of spit sliding from her mouth. She was also trembling from both the orgasm and from the amount of effort it took to keep her from screaming. Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and dug her nails into my skin. She made it look like she was **** on something. With gags and squeals along with everything else I described.

Then she went limp. Her arms fell, her head fell back and looked at the ceiling, I thought she passed out. But I could hear her heavy breathing.

"You," She weakly spoke, "You are a god."

............................

Just like before we got ourselves together, our clothes and so on but leaving the mess we made during our love making on the floor and on the wall of the changing room, then raced back to the car.

We got into the car and drove to our next destination. The sun was now getting low and the end of our first day of Fuckfest was drawing to a close. Like before, I tried to focus on the road while I could see Juliet's legs dancing in the rear view mirror as she changed into her next outfit. But this time, when she was done we took the time given to us at a stop light to switch places so I could change into my clothes for this fantasy.

We reached the parking lot of our destination. A Hotel Marriott. We had called the place this morning during our set up. We got the best suit on the top floor and pimped it out with booze, food, and no room service for the entirety of our stay, so no one would interrupt us.

I got out of the car first this time. Leaving Juliet to simmer in the car, wearing the long trench coat to hide her new outfit.

I walked into the hotel lobby wearing what looked like one of those 2,000 dollar suits, but the only difference besides the actual price, which was like 20 bucks, was that this fine fitting suit was a tearaway made for strippers working some girls bachelorette party. I had to move carefully through the lobby so that it wouldn't rip while I was getting the room key. Though I knew a few people were staring at my tattoo or my birthmark, but who cares.

With the room key in my hand, I moved to the elevator alone and pressed the top floor button. Watching the floor numbers tick higher and higher got me more and more excited.

The doors opened on the 33rd floor and I walked to the room we chose. Sliding the key card into the lock, hearing the beep and seeing the little red light turn green, the door opened I entered the room. And I gotta say, the lady on the phone didn't do this room justice. Beautiful smooth wooden floors, a massive bed on one side of the room and a small couch on the other side that had a small coffee table in front of it. To top it all off was the view. One wall was just a massive window overlooking the entire city. It was awe-inspiring.

I decided to settle in until the appropriate hour. Grabbed a soda from the mini-fridge and sat on the sofa and turned the TV on. As luck would have it, I turned it on in the middle of an episode of Chicago PD was starting, my favorite cop show. I was enjoying a pretty tense interrogation scene when I felt something in my pocket. Reaching in and pulling out a slip of paper the size of a fortune cookie slip. On it was written in big red highlighter marker.

"TREAT ME LIKE TRASH!!!"

As soon as I finished reading, I heard three loud knocks at the door. I went to open the door, and when the door was open by the smallest of margins, the person on the other end kicked it the rest of the way open. Which didn't go so well since I was still close enough for the door to slam into me, which me being me bounced back and close the door.

I couldn't help but laugh my ass off. I thought I would just fall all over the floor laughing at a failed attempt to be assertive. I got myself together enough to open the door all the way where Juliet was leaning on the door frame laughing just as much as I was. Still wearing her trench coat. When things settled down I began to take in Juliet, even as she was with most of her covered up. Her blue hair was in a ponytail, She had a lot of eye shadow, and what looked like a scribble on tattoo of a tear under her left eye. Below the trench coat I just saw black leather boots, and had no idea how far they went up. She also had the backpack slung over her shoulder.

We finally settled down to a chuckle and I invited Juliet into the room. I told her to make herself at home in the most amazing suite I've ever seen. I moved to the bed and grabbed two fresh soda cans and tossed one to Juliet. With that satisfying hiss from the soda we toasted to one another and drank.

"Did that go the way you thought it would?" I asked.

"Not at all. I planned the whole thing in my head but, like a lot, things are easier said than done. Kick the door, throw you on the bed and then fuck all. But the mood is kind of gone now."

"Then lets build it back up. Lets be honest, this whole thing has been all dance, no song. No build-up, just jumping into the madness. And that's not to say it didn't fuckin' rule, lets try something different. Like this morning. What do you say?"

"Sounds just about perfect." Juliet then picked at her trench coat buttons until the opened one after another, one...by one....by one. Until it finally fell to the floor. I swear my hearts stopped for a full three seconds.

She was wearing a tight leather crop top with a shiny zipper down the middle, her bare midriff covered with more fake tattoos, her bare thighs only barely hidden by a short striped skirt. Still it proved too short to conceal the blue lacy panties from the Victoria Secret. She must have stolen them. Dark black boots that hugged her legs that rose up just under her knee. She bent over to dig around her backpack to pull out a Bikers cap and putting it on. "Do you like it?" She asked and leaned forward.

"It's just about perfect."

She slowly climbed onto the bed, or more like prowled onto the bed like a hungry panther, grabbed the bed covers and pulled them out, gesturing to the space next to her. I followed her lead and slowly climbed in with her. I started out just holding her face in my hands and looking into her eyes.

God...those eyes are swimmable, pools of moonlight that glimmered just for me. Her beautiful features. The softness of her skin. I felt her hands hold my face as well. She was staring as deep into my eyes as I was to her. Did she see the same pools of moonlight. Did she adore my skin, or perhaps my tattoos? I took off her hat and pulled her hair free from the ponytail and watched it bounce to its natural shape. Something happened when our lips met. Something remarkable, like a great epiphany the both of us shared. Between breaks in our kiss she kept repeating under her breathe "I love you. I love you. I love you." And through some measure of sorcery she appeared on top of me, lifting up her already short skirt until it became more like a belt and then grinding her hips and panties against my hips. Still repeating I love you under her heavy breathing.

Our hands danced across each others skin, I felt her heart skip beats from her chest to her fingers. "I love you, too." I finally said. As soon as she heard her hands moved to different parts of my suit and gently began tearing it away. "I want you-I need you inside me." She breathed. When I was down to my underwear she snaked her fingers inside and pulled out my hardening dick and pressed it against her panties, making sure I felt the wet spot forming on the fabric. "We've done the song, now can we dance?" I just nodded and let her go to work. I assumed she'd slide on top of me then and there, but instead she reached over to the side of the bed and fiddled around inside the backpack.

"What are you looking for?" I asked.

"You won't believe what it took to get this. Or how long I've waited to use them." From the depths of the backpack she pulled out two vials of some pink liquid.

"What's that?"

"The little surprise!" Juliet cheered.

"Okay. Again I ask, what is that?"

"Ambrosia! Or that's what its officially called, but you can call it an aphrodisiac. One for you, one for me. This stuff's better than Viagra." Juliet handed me a vial and she popped the cork from her own and I followed suit. "Plus, theirs something else this does."

"And that would be?"

Juliet breathed a sigh. "I'm gonna be honest with you here. I think - I think you're it. I've had I don't know how many guys over. Most one night stands, and very few were real boyfriends. And even then, none of them were serious. I'm thirty years old, the prime of my life. And no matter how good I feel at work when people cheer when I scream after spanking me, but I can't help but feel empty when I see them marching off to get their drinks. I'll always enjoy be a stripper, but I'm also human. I want a real connection, something really real."

"So am I." I responded. "Since we're being honest. I know what that's like. I've been doing some thinking for a while now, looking for someone whose, well as you so expertly put it, 'Really Real'."

"Oh thank God!" Juliet exclaimed. "I was fucking terrified out of my life just now." We shared a quick laugh at that part but things turned serious when Juliet grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes. "But serious talk. I need to know we're going to be more than partners. I'm the real Juliet....and... I want you to be my Romeo."

I didn't hesitate with my response. I wasn't afraid, and I spoke clear and calm. "What can I do to prove it to you that I'm serious? What can I give you to show I love you? Want me to quote Shakespeare? I will. 'Did my heart love till now? Forswear it sight. For I ne'er saw true beauty till this night.'"

"That'll certainly help." Juliet blushed. "But the way you can show me involves this little concoction."

"How?" I asked.

"While I'm told ambrosia gets men hard, I learned that it has a different effect on women." Juliet brought her free hand to her stomach and slowly caressed it. "The kind that can really change lives."

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Are you mad? I won't blame you if we end this whole thing right here right now. And I know how astronomically insane this sounds, but I'm more than financially ready, I'm emotionally ready also. So...what's your answer?"

Again I didn't hesitate. I leaned over and planted a truthful and majestic. I separated our lips. "I'm not afraid. The past few months have been a haze. But right her, right now, I feel more alive than I've ever felt before. What your asking isn't my hurdle in the race, its the trophy at the end."

"And the sex is the race right?" Juliet chuckled.

"More like the fucking Olympics. SO LETS DO THIS!!!"

Juliet eeked like a school girl.

The both of us sat upright for whatever was coming next then raised our vials together. "To a new life." I toasted. "To a new life." Juliet replied. And we drank down the whole vial in one go.

"Mmmmm." I sounded, "It tastes like lemonade. It's not ba - OH MY GOD!!!"

Out of nowhere every nerve, every fiber of muscle, blood vessel, raced and was filled the most fucking remarkable feeling I've ever had in my life. Within seconds I could feel something big and hard resting on my leg. I looked down to see my dick bigger than it had ever been before, pulsing with veins. I looked to check on Juliet, and the scene made my dick even harder. She was leaning back on her hands and convulsing , or more precisely, looked like she was being fucked. Her pussy was squirting like there's no tomorrow, and her tits were bouncing up and down and milk was spitting out everywhere like a shitty water fountain.

I wasn't sure if Juliet was even conscious anymore. Her eyes were rolled back, and she was babbling a bunch of noises that barely sounded like words at the top of her lungs. "FUG MU! FUG MU! FUG MU! FUG MU!! FUG MU!!" As she was screaming this, tears were streaming down her face.

She was devastated, she was utterly in tears of complete sadness that she wasn't being fucked into pieces. She needed to be fucked, she was begging beyond all possible thought to any god, any devil to be fucked. Howling to heaven and hell that someone would fill her aching womb with seed. Fill her beyond the brim, pump her again and again and again until she was as big as the world, with children spilling from her pussy.

"AAAAAAHHAHAHHHHAHHAH!!" I screamed. You know the saying "Seeing all red." Well I became that, and I saw Juliet as the source of both anger and lust who would be able to appease me. And like an angry bull I charged head first into the love of my life. A little too hard to be honest. As we fell off the bed and landed hard on the floor, but I think the ambrosia numbed any possible pain, or more likely turned pain into pleasure.

The look on Juliet's face as I rammed my rock hard cock fucking rocket launched into her pussy. Tearing straight through her panties. It was like a nuclear explosion happened in her loins. And her response was to wrap both her arms and legs around my like a fucking tree sloth. And she was bouncing her hips off me like a piston. All the while she kept repeating her broken ass English. "FUG MU! FUG MU FUG MU FUG MU FUG MU!!!!!!"

I kept howling like a caveman and fucking her like a jackrabbit during the apocalypse. Any rational thought, any possible path of understanding the situation was thrown out the window, turning into some fearless, sex-crazed animal that just wanted to fuck.

Something told me to pick the both of us up and freaking charge at full speed into the nearest wall. I grabbed her by the ass and lift her off the ground with ease and sprinted as fast as I could into the wall, slamming her back into the wall and sending my dick deeper inside by the smallest of margins. But it was enough for Juliet to scream even louder. So I did it again, and again, pressing even deeper inside, having a similar result each time.

Then I decided to move us to the coffee table. Again slamming her down onto the wood. But she was still pumping my dick with the same gusto as before. The same squealing madness we started with.

Holy Shit! This stuff is amazing!

We orgasmed together soon after. It was beyond amazing. Ropes after ropes of cum shot into her waiting womb, and a flood of her juices squirting out from her pussy and onto my legs. But we weren't tired. Not even close. It was a just a taste. And we wanted more.

I raised a hand and spanked her giant ass. Each spank resonated in the suite. And at the same time I used my other hand to pull one of her arms off me so I could view Juliet's still lactating tits. I then fucking attacked her tits, both throat deep in my mouth. It was like I was tearing into a rare stake, trying to get a good sized bite into my mouth. At the same time drinking deep of the sweet juices that filled my throat as I drank deep.

Even through all this she still thrust herself against my dick, squealing her adorable cry of ecstasy.

We came together again. The cum and juices flowed together and pooled between our hips. But it still wasn't....enough. There was no break or second of rest between, we were still pounding against each other as we came.

I picked her up again and held her for a second while I looked all around the room for the next thing to fuck against.

This should have been easy. The window.

I raced us to the window and wrenched her free from my body but I remained inside her, then spun her around on my dick and pressed her face and tits against the glass. I spanked her ass again while still ramming my dick inside her. It was pitch black outside but I could still see a few people around the parking lot. I was kind of hoping they could see us. I hoped, I prayed that I had witnesses to see me impregnate this woman. Someone to watch in awe or disgust of me filling her womb.

"LUG AT MU! LUG AT MU FUGING TITS! I'M GUN BE A MUMMY!! I'M GUN BE A MUMMY!!"

Her voice. Her voice was driving me crazy. She wanted everything in heaven and earth to watch us fuck. I looked at her reflection in the glass. She was smiling, but still had tears in her eyes.

"GIV MU A BABY!! GIV MU A FUGING BABY!!"

We came again. And as it squirted out, I pushed harder into the glass and began wiping both our hips against the window, wiping our juices all over it like I was painting a picture.

We finally took our first break to catch our breath. Which lasted about....eight seconds? I think. The entire time we grunted and growled.

One more! I thought, One More! I looked to my left to the bathroom door. By now we were burning up, I thought we'd catch fire. I picked her up from the window and held her back against my chest and we charged to the bathroom. I kicked the door open and went straight for the big ass tub. It pained me, but I quickly slid her off my dick, which her reaction was to ball her eyes out. Weeping that I departed her aching pussy. I placed her in the tub and went to work on the nozzles but I didn't take my eyes off her. The second she settled into the tub she began rubbing her clit. While doing this, her juices mixed with a river of cum flowing out of her pussy.

I turned the water on and switched it to shower. Then turned it on to the coldest setting. When the water rained down on her, Juliet shivered like she was in a blizzard but she didn't stop rubbing her clit. I jumped in with her then quickly slammed back inside her. Which made her the happiest human being on earth.

She climbed back on top, letting the shower hit against her back, then run down her shoulders, and mix with the breast milk still present on her tits.

I suddenly saw the devil flash in her eyes as she attacked my lips. It wasn't a kiss. It was a hungry tiger ripping into a boars hide. She pinched and pulled on my lips. **** her tongue into my mouth. She grabbed my head with both hands pushed us together as hard as he could. All the while Bouncing on my dick.

Suddenly I felt something on the edge of my senses. Something was edging closer. I knew it was an orgasm. But this one was different. All others before it just erupted without warning. This one was a slow burn, burned both our loins from a bush fire into an inferno of sexual bliss. It kept building and building. Juliet must have been having the same feeling. Energy was building up insider her. It had to go somewhere. She spanked her own ass, then began hitting the wall, then me. She then leaned down actually bit into the side of my neck. She growled through her teeth like a dog in a tug of war. And I was her favorite toy.

"GED MI PREGN!!! GED MI PREGNUN!!!" Juliet growled between her teeth. And she said it again and again as the energy was rising to its peak.

The power behind this moment. The amount of effort behind this act. The need and want to be fucked, to get filled with cum.

Some portion of consciousness returned to me. Enough that I could form an actual sentence instead of caveman talk. "Naughty slut! You're gonna return to the strip club with my baby stretching your belly?"

"YEEEESSSSSSS! I'M A GUD SLUT! MAKE MY TUMMY SWELL!"

"You're gonna look even hotter. That tight outfit stretched out with a baby in your belly. It'll be obvious to everyone what you did when a baby is kicking inside you."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAGAGAGAGAGAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!"

It was over. We came. And the world shook with our orgasm.

We screamed together and strained our bodies so far we looked like we were doing a complicated yoga position. With every second that past, we shared our juices. pumping and pumping into one another until it overflowed and slid down into the tub and going down the drain.

Then in a split second. Our senses came back to us, and the only thing we felt was exhaustion I never thought would be humanly possible. It was like our souls departed our bodies and we went limp and plummeted into the tub. Juliet was just passed out on top of me, her face pressed against mine.

It took a lot of energy for me to raise my foot and nudge the nozzle to turn the water off before I passed out too.

So much for more song than dance.