For several moments he just stood there under the flow of hot water and relaxed. He took a breath and let it out slowly, closing his eyes and standing still. Unbidden, a song came to his mind and he nodded to its beat somewhat. He paid no mind to the song’s title or which band did it, he just flowed, attending to the soap and lathering up. In spite of his disconcerting train of thought, he still had some high hopes for the week. At least, high hopes where he and Chastity were concerned. Maybe, just maybe…
Chastity, on the other hand, was in a cheerful mood as she stepped into the shower. Unlike Jack, no disconcerting train of thought had her mental processes in a bunch, and so her good spirits radiated out like sunlight.
