My college roommate and I used to shower at the same time occasionally. Women’s showers generally have stalls for privacy. Why women get stalls and men do not; rather, why men do not apparently deserve privacy, I’ll never know. Anyway. Roommate and I would take opposing shower stalls. And leave the curtains open so we could talk. And have a couple of beers.
Not kidding, we viewed shower time as a good opportunity to drink a beer or two. Many times, I’d be showering in there by myself and while rinsing my hair, I’d hear the unmistakable sound of my shower curtain being ripped back, as I felt the cool breeze on my girly bits. My roommate would be standing there, two beers in hand, and would hold one out to me. “Wanna beer?” Hell, you’ve opened it, sure.
Not quite gently nibbling each other’s necks and kissing, but close. Just two girls. Having a beer. In the shower.
while you think he was congratulating you he was really testing your strength and stamina. if it threw your aim off, especially if it caused you to piss on his shoe then you’d be history.