Take her with you

Feeling a bit sorry you pick up the figurine and the little lingerie bits. They are all a bit dirty still anyways and I don't want to mess up my desk more.

"Yay! I've been alone so long! You have no idea how hard it is just watching the world pass by." I don't know if this is real or not but that does sound terrible. "And I haven't had any sexy fun for ages! I can't wait for more!" Ahh, there it is. She really had a one track mind.

I walk into the bathroom and shut the door. It only has a toilet and a sink with a large counter and cabinets. The walk in shower has framing and plumbing and not much else. There is a big pile of tile and supplies for whenever I get around to it.

I set the little figurine on the counter and start washing my hands. "Ooh! Ooh! Wash me too! Please! Can I have a bath! I love baths! So luxurious!"

"Sure, why not." I say as I finish rinsing my hands. "How hot do you want the water?" I ask as I plug the sink.

"Oooh, as hot as you can handle. I love hot steamy baths, especially when we wash each other." There was a long awkward pause. "Damn, can't do that yet. Well how about a hot steamy bath where you wash me? I'll owe you more favors."

I start running the water as hot as I can tolerate, "Umm, ok. I can wash you off. You still have some dirt and crud on you so I can help you get clean. Umm, do you need to breathe? Can I submerge you? I really don't know what's going on here."

"Thanks for asking but do I look like I need to breathe?" With a nod I place her in the sink and one side of her slides under the hot water coming out of the tap. "Oooohhhh, that feels soooooo good. I've never had hot water run over me like this. The only thing that would make this better is if your hands were on me."

"Let me clean these first," I tell her as I swish her little bra and panty lingerie plastic bits in the sink. "Ok, those should be good now. Time to get you clean."

"You can make me look clean on the outside but I will always be a dirty girl on the inside." She says in as sultry a tone as she can manage with her high pitched voice. "Now get your hands on me. I can't rub myself so you will have to do it for me."

"You mean wash yourself?" I ask.

"Well, that too right now. Come on! Fingers! Hot water! My body! You should rub me extra thorough to get all the dirt off."

This is very strange but I am rolling with it so far. I debate how much I should wash her off.