At one time I had considered me self extremely modest. But not even then would I have worn the towel into the shower. An the armload of cleanin’ supplies seemed a bit excessive, but then I felt dirtier than at any other time in me life an jus maybe she had the right idea. I suppose I would learn what a few of them things wuz for an all.

“See Sondra, Michael doesn’t hold nothin’ gainst you…an I don’t an sable seems to be taking this like a walk in the park…I get the feeling that she kinda liked the nightmare….an that is all it wuz, one big nasty nightmare that perhaps we all shared in.” Frankly I wuz having me doubts ‘bout that. I’d never given much thought to the rumors an the grumbling. It wuz jus a few girls on campus…jus a few. I told me self that even when I woke up on the floor naked. This time I’d been clothed with a small petite girl atop me. The one that stood there in her towel an waited patiently for me.

I turned, offering Sondra what I could as linny appeared. Between um they would have to sort out how things would go. Michael was obviously a bit nervous ‘bout this.

“It’s ok…I hate being naked in front of others as well.” I let the water cascade o’er me…warm an soothing, the frist step to washing away me sins….the other, helping this wonderful girl realize she wuzn’t so bad….I mean…talk ‘bout freak…that wuz me. All pierced an shaved. I had nightmare ‘bout what me ma an pa would think if they ever found out.

“I mean its like yah can’t hide nothing an yah get all self conscious an yah swear people are like judging yah. Well, sum times they do. I get things said bout me an stuff I had no control o’er….didn’t ask for the rings or the shaving, but they are a part of me jus like everything else god himself gave me. “ I watched her hoping she would be all right…really….probably away from home for the first time. Jus like me a year an a half ago. So much like me.

“ Each of us are unique an wonderful in gods own eyes…don’t change a thing Michael…not a thing. Hanaji didn’t like her body, but I did….I still do. Love yourself first…now if you’ll jus take sum of that soap an help me out a bit.” I turned, noting the way she had seemed to regard the bosom that god gave me. The one that even I could find fault with, especially the nipples, the things that would stand on end an poke through any bra turning me crimson at the worst times. I wished people would jus look at me face an not at me chest.

“I feel far better in the water now….try it…an if your uncomfy at any time jus say it…” it wuzn’t like this wuz me first choice. I’d have preferred me room an a nice slow private time an well…a nice nap. Clothes on if need be…cause I think I’d sleep better if I had sum friendly arms bout me.

Sondra let out another sigh, looking away as Cassie turned her attention to Michael. She had spoken more than she had wanted to at that moment, anyway. Now, she simply needed time to reflect, to think about her current and past mistakes so that she would be better prepared for the future...

"You know..." I walked up to Sondra, in my own shame over the things I'd said and done, "I only said the things I said to keep you angry.... keep you in control of your emotions... The anger helps, when you can't do anything else... you have to stay as pissed as you can." I chuckled a little, "Especially because that one didn't even have the decency to get me off."

Maybe it was an inappropriate time for humor, and so I just hugged Sondra, holding her in my arms, close to me. "You did what you thought was best, and that's all anyone can ask. These things are just stronger than humans. They can bind you, and prevent you from freeing yourself. And you resist, because it's what you have to do. You fight because it's what you have to do. And maybe you don't win, but the fighting is what matters."

Warm wonderful water pounded ‘gainst me scalp an ran down the curves of me body. A certain gladness crept across me heart on seeing linny come an comfort her love. It wuz as it should be. A hug…a comfort. How I missed me Hanaji, who wuz I suppose as good as dead to me now that her stuff had been boxed up by the campus security staff. How I wished for that same hug, the gentle caress, the kiss of understanding. There sex life might be a mess in me book, but at least they really did like one another, you could see it in their stance. Perhaps we would never understand one another for we lived different lives when it came to the way we loved. But I could respect the love I saw in those eyes, an would never ever wish to come tween it…

Once more I looked at Michael, could I ever love her as much if the time ever came? I thought I could..but it wuz wrong to look at her like that…wrong in many ways till I figured out what Sable an her had going an that wuz really difficult to judge.

I shivered slightly still wearing the towel draped over my petite form. I watched her face redden in a blush and I hung my head pulling my body soap from my little bag along with a pumice stone. I'd use my hands to spread the soap gingerly on her body. Her skin was soft... much softer than I thought my own was my own skin which I rarely ever felt.

"Sorry Cassie... it's just; Well it's just you have better curves than I do. It's a little bit uhm, you know."

I felt small compared to her in more ways than was comfortable for me. I guess always being short was one thing. but, I barely even need a bra. I could probably go without one and no one would ever notice. I took a deep breath and removed the towel from me letting it fall behind me; this towel wasn't really meant for drying me; I had better ones for that purpose. Yet my panties and bra were still on; I didn't feel comfortable taking them off just yet. though if cassie suggested it i'd take them off too she seemed trust worthy.

It had been a long time since another had touched me. The goose bumps ran along me arms an legs, the touch so warm an caring. Platonic an safe, merely a gently caress that put the soap along me back. Slowly I brought me hands up over me head an hooked me fingers round the pipe to the shower head. Now I could simply hold on an loose meself.

Her touch seemed hesitant, like she wuz learning how to come to terms with her own internal demons. Glancing back I noted the towel wuz gone but the undies an bra remained. It wuz ok. After all I wuz not trying to seduce her…well. Perhaps that would be a bit of a lie. If it happened it happened. An I might encourage certain things. But I would not force it no matter how much me body might crave the touch. No…for now I would enjoy what wuz given an offer encouragement.

“Michael, it….we are all different. I am sure there are things that are better for you or you are better at than I. an as for curves its not all song an dance. I learned the hard way that jogging without a really good sports bra wuz not the thing to do…I hurt for days afterwards. I’ll bet your more sensitive as well, an well that men or other girls don’t look at yur chest when they talk to yah…I’ll bet yah get eye contact. It what I like about yah. Yah looked me in the eyes, not judging me like a side of beef. An did yah ever think that maybe there are people out there that would rather like your body type than mine. One of those people might even be me”

I turned me head, keeping the hair trailing down me front so I could look at her outta the corner of me eye. An arched me back in a long bow, lower me body downwards as me arms go straighter still holding the pipe. It wuz safer this way. Me fingers would not get to walking.

“I’ll show yah a pic of hanaji later….but I will have to say yur cuter by far, an both of yah are similar in stature. Nobody here in this room is gonna think anything less of yah an kid yah ‘bout yur body…now…I can’t say that they won’t tease yah bout wearing yur undies in a shower. But….” I shrugged me shoulders” nobody will tell yah not to….oh yeah…right…there….right a bit…. Use yurt nails an I ‘ll think I’m in heaven with an angel at me back….scratch that…I think yur an angel anyway.”

"I've just never showered with others before. My high school had private stalls for each student in the locker room."

I was a bit uncomfortable but not enough to want to stop. Her words felt quite nice to me; had we been able to trade bodies I'd have loved to really; the slender form combined with perfect curves like hers. I might have had a bit of a hourglass figure but, a 2-D hourglass wasn't much to look at. I was blushing warmly as I began to scratch her back; a layer of dead skin filling my nails; however small they were the caked up cells made me cringe slightly.

Still I wanted to do this to help her. I'd never even had a lewd thought before i woke up in this red headed goddess' arms. My left hand shifted to the back of my bra now. I felt filthy and showering with these clothes wouldn't help. the garment slipped off and i'd place it with my towel.

""the water does feel pretty good without the cloth on..."

I told her stopping with her back for a moment slipping off the last piece of cloth taking a breath to calm myself a little.

“oh…I hadn’t either till coming here, in the catholic school I never had to use the showers. I didn’t do no sports or nothing. In fact gym class here wuz a bit of a shock an all. I still tend to avoid this place in preference to me own room. I guess I’m kinda old fashioned an all. Mmmmm that feels nice…maybe I should have yah do me whole back. But yah, I like me privacy an am kinda modest an all. I get a lot of stares an whispers hind me back for the piercings an stuff. I don’t think people understand it don’t mean what they think it means. But yeah the water does feel better without no clothes on. I figures baths or showers are best that way.”

What wuz not to like about the shy girl at me back that wuz slowly opening up. I liked that we could talk, even while touching an not have to be doing noting lewd. It wuz comforting an good after all the dirt I felt piled on by me nightmare. The shudder ran though me shoulders an down me spine, her hand pausing.

“sorry, not you…I thought bout how dirty that nightmare made me feel…an how nice it was to have yah cleaning me back. An frankly it’s a bit of heaven on earth what yur doing. I’ve missed having a friend to share a shower with. A delightful, honest an attractive one at that. Ohh, by the way the puff ball is right o’er there.” I tossed me head where I had put down the soap, shampoo and puffy. “it feels as good as fingernail sum times…an gets yah all scrubbed up nice an perty like. I tell yah what. You scrub me back…an anywhere else yur comfortable with an I’ll jus hold on for the ride. When yur done, I’ll do the same for you, so long as you tell me if yah want me to stop. Its ok…I really don’t mind. I just like someone else here right now after….well after that happened to us all….an I still ain’t figured out how….”

Once more I shuddered an then tipped me head forwards so the water would pound down upon me tense shoulders. I’d not realized how much I wuz on edge. Several of them all at once. Nightmares, the unfulfilled desire, even the cute girl at me back that seemed to want this but rode an edge as narrow as me own.

I blushed a little when she motioned to the puffball. I'd never used one of them myself but, I'd move and gather it for her. before returning to the job at hand.

As I worked over her back. I enjoyed washing her back now it had grown on me quite a bit. The cleanliness I so enjoyed giving myself offered selflessly to another. Oh how enjoyable this was. then came an offer. to clean whatever parts of her I was comfortable with. Covered in soap as my hands were My comfort was pretty much complete of her body.

"You tell me when to stop if you'd like also alright?"

I told her not sure how she'd react. My hands with the puff would move to the curve of her bottom and massage the soap gently into the pert flesh making sure to get her skin as pure as I could. next I'd move to cleaning her shapely legs. So I was getting a few strange thoughts in my head as I knelt down to help clean her legs but, I easily ignored them. Moving up her front one leg at a time then I'd move to her belly skipping her crotch; not comfortable with being so close to her sex. from belly to shoulders and neck not willing to touch her bosom at first.

A quick deep breath had removed that unwillingness; I would move to clean her chest gingerly; enough to remove any dirt though my touch was shaky though as I cleaned this part of her body for her.

The soap allowed her hands to easily glide ‘bout me body. The puffy full of the foam of the soap soon enough. There wuz a change in her fingers, an in her hands as she came up me leg. Slowly I shifted me weight, sliding me foot outwards as me hips tilted. An offering an one I must say I had mixed feeling ‘bout when she left off…but…but that would be a bid step. But for all the world it wuz only the two of us. I closed me eyes an hung upon the pipe.

As she moved her caress to me front I could feel her body behind me. Touching me bum as she leaned forwards to run the puffy along me torso. For a while she stopped short of me breasts, sliding past them to shoulders an neck. Me breathing deepened, the dirt slowly leaving both me body an me mind as she gently worked. Her hands trembled as she reached round me, her body tight against me bum, one leg tween mine. For a moment I gulped back the rising ball of tension in me throat. I could feel me insides heat up, me nipples reacting to her touch in ways that might jus scare her to pieces. But for all me effort I could not control what me body an mind were feeling. NO…But I could control me own actions.

“Yess….you are so kind….an wonderful…its ok…I….I like this. An I’m sorry….but…well….let me help you out so you can gt me face an arms easier. “ I spun, me arms up fingers caressing the pipe like a living shaft. Letting her see me front, an have a easier access to whatever her hands would caress.

The grin spread cross me face as the next words ‘gan to flow…even then I kept me eyes closed, enjoying the sense of touch.

“Me dear Michael, yur an angel….an I will gladly kneel before you if only to have you wash me hair…” the lilt in me voice making fun of me own words, “But should you, I promise I will do the same with you. I feel soooo much better already. Really owe yah one for being such an angel.“

I would not mind if she touched me anywhere right then an there….not one bit, so long as she willingly gave it.

I enjoyed the fact she was enjoying my hard work in cleansing her fair skin. I blushed when she turned showing me her front. I was sure i was blushing enough to give me a nose bleed though it didn't actually happen; blushing so deeply certainly must have been quite the sight regardless. I continued on her chest for the moment making sure to clean every centimeter of those sensitive mounds of flesh.

When I finished I took another deep breath kneeling. I felt odd leaving just one small portion of the body unclean. I scratched my neck once or twice before I'd place the puff at her waist moving gently downward across her hairless crotch until the puff touched her hairless womanhood. It was that little part of me in the back of my head nagging me to continue with what I'd started; telling me 'she's still dirty there; hurry up with it.' It was part of me that I could never ignore thus the puff would disappear between Cassie's legs to clean that last little pit of her thoroughly.

"I'll be sure to clean your hair too when I'm done Cassie; But, please don't call me an angel I'm not that pure... I'm from a family that's famous for breaking one of the laws you follow so well. My mother's a famous thief."

I told her moving the puff a bit more erratically not noticing it now as I brushed over her hooded clit eyes shifted to the ground.

Moving me chest under her arms jus a little I breathed deeply, amazed at the complex tangle of feelings that wove their way through me head. Platonic an sexual desires fought to dominate me mind, me fingers tightening about the shaft of pipe, water spraying down me face to run in soapy rivulets down the expanse of me body. Gulping in air I shifted me stance once more, letting the water drive ‘gainst the back of me head an fall along me back. I could feel me self leaning foreword into those hands of hers. Steadier now, begging to grow stronger, more daring as she worked about the golden rings that adorned me tall peeks.

The puff an hands left me. An as I started to open me eyes the hands returned close to me mound, twirling ever downwards. A small shift an me legs went wider, anticipating what I hoped to come.

Nothing could prepare me for the touch. Me breath caught in me throat. A small murmer arising in me throat. I bit down on me lip not wanting to scare her off. No longer did I feel platonic as I me body inched higher, me weight upon the balls of me feet, knees bowed outwards. Even me knuckles tensed round the pipe, no doubt white as I clenched it.

“all of us have sinned Michael, its what we do with our lives that determines whether we are saints an angels or hoodlums an demons.” For what you do for me yur an angel…an I ain’t taking it back. A sweet wonderful angel” each word echoing with a lil more huskiness. Her hand still playing cross me middle.

“If yah continue I might jus scream a lil….thought I’d warn yah cause right now this is moving fast into the realm of sexual release an I’m as tight as a bow string….ummmm…..there is a ring…be careful not to snag it, but you can touch, play with it…an if I make sum noise even pull on it a bit. I can be a bit naughty in the bedroom. Oh god yur wonderful…..”

I couldn't help but blush deeper as she called me wonderful. I wasn't trying to do anything which made this all the more embarrassing. The fact I was accidentilly doing this to her was nagging at me kind of painfully. What should I do now? I didn't know anything about the physical pleasure she was feeling nor how to bring about these feelings beyond the way she told me. I knew nothing.
I moved my hands gently away from her hands resting in front of me now. I blushed looking at her shaking my head.

"Don't think any less of me for this but, I just don't know if I can to that."

I looked to the wet ground now fumbling with the puff now mumbling to myself. I was feeling bad about this now. she was calling me an angel and I had no way I could help her any further; I was half ready to start crying.

Opening me eyes I look down upon the top of her head. Uncoiling me fingers from the pipe bring me hands to her arms an kneel before her. Looking up I see the gathering wetness in that eyes of hers. Eyes that should sparkle in mirth an happiness. The feeling of remorse overwhelms me. It wuz me fault, I had gotten frisky ‘again, pushed when I should have left well enough alone.

“Michael, look at me. Please….” Me hand slides along her check, cradling her face more like a lover than a mother. In that I cannot help me self.

“I told you, you could stop, it’s my fault for taking it in a direction you were not comfortable in. Really…I …I got carried away an all. You were making me feel so good. You have wonderful hands. An I like that you are honest. I don’t think anything less of you. It might not be right for you ever. I might not be right for you. I can be happy with jus a hug. It is me that must know a friends limits, an you have jus told me what yurs are. That is good. Honest. Not sum thing to regret or feel guilty o’er. I am not going to treat yah like sum guy that took yah to the movies an out to dinner an now wants in yur panties. If yur scared jus cause yur not sure what to do then I can show you when yur ready an if you would like me to. But that is still up to you. If you’d like we can do me hair later, an I’ll clean you up. Ok?

Slowly me hands slipped behind her, hugging her to me. Softly, allowing her the opportunity to escape seeing as to how this time it wuz me face in her chest. Frankly I would willingly sleep naked in her arms for a month an not do a thing. Jus to let her relax, let her grow. There are time to nurture there are times to fight. An this wuz a real easy decision tween those two extremes. .

"I've never been on a date with a guy before... I wouldn't know anything about that."

I looked at her gently just a slightly unusual expression. I didn't know what I wanted any longer. I shivered pondering her cleaning me. I had worked hard to clean her and had been fine with it; she was as clean as I normally was. I took a deep breath and nodded to her looking at her face as it held against my small chest my blush hottened.

I wasn't sure what I should do either. All I could in fact do was hold out the shower puff to her so she could begin washing however she wished. Finally words came to mind.

"Do whatever you see fit Cassie. I'll tell you if you should stop..."

Though I harbored no plans to stop her should she try anything. She'd done something for me I'd never expected one to do.