reflection in the mirror. He nuzzled her neck and let his hands roam over her body, one sliding up to caress her breasts, the other sliding down and twirling her pubic hair around a finger. "You know Jim," Beth suggested, "with both of us in the shower we could try peeing for each other again." They climbed into the tub and moved around awkwardly, trying to find a good position. Jim stood at end away from the taps. "I’ll sit here and you can stand over me and pee. That way I