“Wow.” Vivica stared up at the high ceilings, which I now realized were decorated with a mirror-like mosaic. How had they fit all of this into a cabin in the woods? And why?
“I think the showers are back in the other corner. “ Vivica pointed to another door on the far side of the room. I threw down the slippers they had given me and stepped out of my slip-on canvas sneakers and socks. They’d taken a beating on our little trip through the woods. It felt amazing to have naked feet.
“That’s a great idea.”
Vivica pulled off her Adidas shell tops and black socks and balled them up in her fist. As her feet slid into the slippers she exhaled. “Aaaaah.”
I tossed my socks onto the wooden chair and my shoes on the floor next to it. Vivica did the same. We shuffled over to the other door and propped it open. Inside the door was nothing but what at first appeared to be a steam room.
“Where are the showers?”
“They have to be in here, there isn’t anywhere else here.”
Across the ceiling were five large shower heads. I pointed upwards. “This is the shower room.”
“You mean there is no curtain?”
“It’s just us now, but how many girls are there in this camp?” This wasn’t a large room.
“I think someone said ninety.”
“There is no way that they are fitting ninety girls in here. There have to be other bathrooms.” Unless they expect our numbers to be reduced quickly or put us on a shift schedule.
“Well, let’s just use it. I feel disgusting.”
As do I. And I love being naked with beautiful women. “How do we turn it on?”
I walked over to the other side of the room where a few bits and bobs stuck out of the wall. This looked like a fancy shower, but I was sure I could figure it out. I tried the knob on the left. Nothing. The knob on the right barely twisted in my hands. The only one left was the large one in the center. Instead of twisting it, I pushed it in. With a bit of force, I was finally able to get it to start. The spigots on the ceiling sputtered to life.
“Eureka!”
There was a row of carved marble seats on one side of the room. “I’m going to put my clothes here.” I walked over and pulled my dress over my head. Stepping outside of my panties, I felt Vivica’s eyes on my back. I smiled to myself. I hoped she was looking. I hoped she enjoyed what she saw. I turned around quickly. Vivica’s face went red. “I’m sorry, I just…there’s nowhere else to look in here.”
“Ha. I don’t mind. I’m going to try out some of this soap they gave us.”
Vivica walked over towards the bench and began to undress. The room was beginning to fill with steam. Where were the temperature settings? I don’t remember moving any of it. But I guess it doesn’t matter. I like my showers hot. I walked over to the stream of hot water falling from the ceiling. This was the first time I’d used one of those rainfall showers. I was used to stooping underneath of outdoor hoses or in our tiny bath. The warm water enveloped me.
“Ohhh…this is great.” I squirted out a dollop of body wash. It smelled like flowers, none of which I could identify. I hated false chemical smells, but all things considered it wasn’t that bad. Especially since I had no other choice and I was extremely dirty. I turned back towards Vivica. I did my best to keep my eyes up at her face, but with one glance at her long and taut body, I knew I was in for it. You’re supposed to be here to become a breeder, not make out with crushes. Ugh, I really needed to get a hold on my libido. I thought that my libido would help me get a competitive edge in becoming a breeder, but now I’m beginning to worry. It seems like sex was the last thing they cared about. Especially with these weird exercises in rule following. Vivica smiled widely. My entire body tingled. Why did I have such a crush on her? I’m such a sucker for athletic bodies. Vivica lathered her hands and began rubbing them all over her chest and arms. Her breasts were almost perfect circles, small and round. Her nipples were pinkish and puffy. I watched them harden to her touch. I squirted more of the lather on my hands and began soaping my legs. I needed to stop staring. I had no idea if she was even open to the idea of making love to a woman. Would this be considered cheating? I mean, it isn’t like Maya doesn’t know that I’m going to have sex with someone else. I came here just for that purpose for crying out loud, but I know that she doesn’t get jealous of men. She knows that, although I enjoy roughness in doses, it isn’t the main source of sustenance for me. What would she do if she found out that I was with another woman? She’d probably be pretty pissed. There would definitely be tears. But, would she leave me? No. Most likely not. But, would she do the same thing if she was in my position? Would she ever put herself in my position? Maybe, I’m overthinking it. Besides, it isn’t like Vivica is begging me to eat her pussy. She’s just taking a shower next to me. Totally innocent. When I worked my way up my thighs, I slowed down. It felt so good to be under the water. I bent down to grab the bottle of shower gel and noticed hers was a different color than mine.
“They gave us different scents.” Vivica looked down at the two bottles.
“I didn’t notice.” She grabbed my bottle, flipped the cap, and sniffed. “Flowers?”
“Yeah, eau de chemical bouquet. Awesome, huh?”
“Mine smells like a cookie.”
A cookie? I checked the label on her shower gel bottle. Brown vanilla sugar. “Let me smell it.” I inhaled. Not bad. Wasn’t exactly appetizing though. “It’s not terrible.”
“Not terrible. Exactly what I want to smell like my first day.” She giggled and playfully pushed my shoulder.
Was she flirting? We were in the shower after all. I pushed her back. “If you don’t be nice, I’m going to make you spend your first week here smelling like a baked good.”
“You wouldn’t.” She bit her bottom lip. Water dripped down from her soaking hair onto her face. She stepped back into the spray.
“You’re not going to get clean with just water.”
“I guess you’ve got some work to do then.” She smirked and turned around. The muscles in her back carved two divots right above her smooth, round bottom. Had I heard her correctly? My heart began to pound. Was I going to do this? Vivica was technically competition after all. What if we were both chosen? And if we weren’t? I took a deep breath. I guess it didn’t matter. Because we were here tonight. I squeezed more of my shower gel into my palm and began to lather it up. She looked over her shoulder and met my eyes.