Angela was so stunned with the turn of events that she didn't know what to mention . She saw the person walking towards shower and stood there sort of a model posing for pictures.
"Come, it is time for you to fulfil your promises," Asbeel suddenly said, making Angela check him out again.
He had rotated so his back was facing her and she or he watched, mesmerised, because the water slid down his body. She gulped as she took the soap and held it under the water then she rubbed them in her hands until it foamed.
She hesitated for a second, as if she was gathering up her courage to touch him, before she placed her foamy hands on his broad shoulders and began washing him clean.
She rubbed her hands everywhere, his shoulders and his back as she felt his pectoral muscles flex with every breath.
