Things get steamy.

"Fuck, you guys! We're late!"

The voice was Rachel's, and she was standing in the doorway of our bedroom.

"Wha?" Talia and I were a fleshy tangle, still naked from the night before. Nostaglia and drinking had led us back to our room for some shameless, loud lovemaking. I don't know how Rachel passed the night, but there was no time to wonder. Talia was already up and getting dressed. I heard the shower start.

"Shit!"

Talia answered me. "You need to get into the shower? Just go. She won't mind."

I fumbled out of my clothes, grabbed a towel, and started toward the bathroom. The door was open. Rachel's slim silhouette was moving along the shower curtain. She heard me in the hall and poked a spiky head around the curtain.

"Hey! We don't have much time. Hop in!"

No time to think or be nervous. I dropped my towel and slid in behind her. Warm water streamed down her pale, shapely shoulders to her petite bum. I could see the wet hairs between her legs. My heart was pounding blood into my penis.

"Get my back?" Rachel handed me a soapy luffa. I ignored my genitals and obeyed. "Thanks. I'll do you next."

She started to turn and I whipped around, not wanting to freak her out. Her hands cleaned and massaged. I felt her gradually close the distance between us until she was pressed against me. Hot skin on skin.

"I'm all finished. Seems like you're just getting started." Rachel reached around and placed her slender fingers on my erection. A small giggle vibrated through my back. "This thing's so weird. Do you need to...you know...pop, or whatever?"

"If you keep holding it, you might find out."

"We don't have that kind of time. Take care of yourself, if you have to." She gave me a wet slap on the back and withdrew from the shower.

I couldn't help but watch her towel off as I washed. Rachel had gone back to the same purple hair she'd sported in school "for the occasion," and a matching barbell in each nipple.

"Stop staring, perv." She smiled and left.