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Robyn Yep, the magic of the waterfall was definitely dispelled after finding my mother making out with the professor on the living room couch. I headed straight upstairs and called dibs on the shower. Phoenix kindly offered to assist me with washing my hair, but I declined. Why, though? I mean, what was the difference between being in nothing but a scrap of underwear in the river, and being completely naked in the shower? Was I worried that Phoenix would take it too far? Or was I worried that I would be the one to lose control? Just how far was too far, anyway? Those questions plagued my brain as I shampooed my hair and scrubbed my body under the warm spray. They said they were willing to take it slow, and they wouldn’t push me to do anything I wasn’t comfortable with, but I thin