Aella stared at Arad, "Is that right?"
"Yes," Arad replied with a passive face, "She's too old for me,"
Eris giggled, "Shouldn't have expected less," She approached Arad and stared at the maids, "We said it for the two in the changing room, but hands off, he's ours."
Mira and Aella nodded, approaching Arad as the three maids stood facing them. Two of them bowed, "Sorry for her inappropriate behaviors. Shall we get back to helping you wash?"
"Of course," Arad replied, turning to face the wall, and so did the girls, standing beneath the flowing hot water.
One of the maids approached Arad with the sponge in her hand, rubbing it with soap, and then started scrapping his back. She scrapped and scrapped, but nothing happened. "It's too tough," She growled, using her nails to scratch his back.
