But Paula, knowing full well exactly Sophie’s state of mind, suddenly took her hands away and curtly ordered her to get down off the table.
“There’s a shower through there,” she said, pointing to a door. “Get yourself rinsed off, but don’t even think about playing with yourself. I can promise you however good it might feel it wouldn’t be worth the consequences.”
Sophie stood under the shower enjoying the hot water streaming over her naked body. One rivulet ran down her belly, out across a little sprig of her pubic hair and fell in a miniature waterfall. She stood and watched it for a time, but she was afraid of Helen and Paula and what they might do if she touched herself. She turned off the water and dried herself vigorously with the large white towel provided. Paula returned as she was
