"Are you afraid of me, huh?" Priscoll asked, his eyes glinting with amusement.
"We've seen each other many times aren't we couples? You don't have to be so shy. We've seen each other naked many times, so what's the big deal? We must take a shower together."
I felt a surge of discomfort and annoyance at Priscoll's words.
"That's not the point, Priscoll," I said firmly. "Just because we've seen each other in certain situations doesn't mean we have to take it to that level. I'm not comfortable with this, and I wish you would respect my boundaries."
"Well, you're funny," Priscoll said.
"Really? I'm not funny. I mean it. We can't take a bath together," I replied.
"Oh, okay, fine. I'll leave you now, sugar," Priscoll said.
"Right! I'll wait here," I said.
"No, don't," Priscoll said, coming close to me and pulling me up into his arms, my legs wrapping around his waist.
"Priscoll, what do you think you're doing?" I asked, alarmed.
