"Honey?" Ben called."Honey?" Ben called. "Where are ya?" "I'm in the bathroom, where do you think?" I called out. "Don't get your panties in a twist, I'll be through in a minute." "I'm not wearing any panties." Ben's voice came from near the door. "All the better to put you in awe of my manhood." There was a pause as he waited for a retort, but I was too busy. "What are you doing in there, anyway?" "What do *you* normally do in a bathroom?" I said, getting things into place. "Go away for a minute and let me finish in peace. Geez." "We should put a refrigerator in there and you can just move in." I heard Ben saying, his voice getting muffled as he moved away from the door. "Women and bathrooms." I smiled to myself and struck a match, lighting the scented candle on the sink cabinet. I put a good dollop of bath oil in the tub and turned on the water. Taking a last quick look in the mirror, I adjusted the right strap of the lacy brassiere Ben had given me, making sure that my nipple fell just right into the cut-out in the center. |