Relax with a hot shower

After her long journey from home to the inner city, Megan decided to unwind with a shower before going to bed. She checked out the bathroom, which unlike the rest of the house was well lit. The decor and fixtures were years out of date but clean, and she set about arranging her toiletries and feeling a little more settled.

Megan disrobed, pausing to admire herself in the mirror. She was pale and could never hold a tan, but at least her dancer's body was firm and toned, but also with decent sized natural breasts. She started the shower, then brushed her teeth while she waited for it to warm up. Quickly the room began to fill with steam, so she went to the only window, one much larger than she.

Megan fiddled with the window as the room filled with steam. It resisted her, and finally pushing it open almost had her tumble out the window! She recoiled out of fear of falling, but then found she could not coax the now-wide open window back at all. Only after a few seconds of exertion did she notice she was naked and standing in the window of the house.

Megan again retreated from the window, this time for fear of being seen. Ultimately she decided to just have a shower and tell Odessa about the stubborn window tomorrow. She got into the hot shower and cleaned herself up. Soaked and soapy, she allowed herself to daydream about her new life, her new job, new friends, maybe even a boyfriend?

'Just not Abdul K,' she chuckled to herself, recalling the rude thug who had contacted her online to instruct her to 'go black'. In a way she admired his directness, and knew despite her own preferences this was a black neighborhood and it was probably good advice to try and fit in with blacks. Her body started to tingle as the virgin reflected on those message and imagined taking black lovers.

"Lots of black men want my body," Megan murmered to herself as she closed her eyes and rubbed her soapy clit. "As long as my family doesn't find out, what's the harm in integrating with the neighborhood? I don't want to seem racist. Maybe Tyrone can tell me who would like me, use my white body... Might be fun!"

Megan's fantasy was interrupted when she heard a sound in the bathroom. Her blue eyes widened as she peered around the flimsy translucent shower curtain...