Ripe; chapter two
As soon as we reached the bathroom Uncle Phil turned on the tap in the tub, getting the water to the right temperature as I stood there trying to cover my naked body with my arms as much as possible. Once he’d gotten the water ready he turned back to me and I could see that he already had half a stock. I was shivering a little as he easily lifted me off my feet and deposited me in the old clawfoot tub. The water felt nice and warm on my feet as he stepped in with me and pulled the clear shower curtain. He turned on the shower and after wetting himself thoroughly we switched places and I sighed as the warm water ran over my skin. As I showered Uncle Phil was soaping …