suds and stuff [[closed to John for H&M]]
Erica loves feeling like this. Like nothing is ever going to be wrong, and she can forget that she's in a village sometimes that likes to fuck with everyone. All that matters on nights like these are her and John.
Lighting the candles in the bathroom, she brings her iPod and a mini-docking station in, too. She brings up a play list simply called 'John', then runs bathwater, adding bubbles on a whim before tugging off her shirt and sinking down into the water.
Bringing a leg up, she bends her knee and feels across her calf, making sure that things are acceptably smooth before doing the same to the other leg.
Lighting the candles in the bathroom, she brings her iPod and a mini-docking station in, too. She brings up a play list simply called 'John', then runs bathwater, adding bubbles on a whim before tugging off her shirt and sinking down into the water.
Bringing a leg up, she bends her knee and feels across her calf, making sure that things are acceptably smooth before doing the same to the other leg.