Dusk&Dawn

-12-

<Side's POV>

"Okay, I am regretting this..." I mutter to Lisa.

She insisted that since we were both girls, it was okay for her to see me naked.

So I'm sitting in the bathtub and getting a 'hair massage' from Lisa.

I would say she is very far from professional.

She blames the knots in my hair for causing all the pain, but I think otherwise.

After a torturous 20 minutes, Lisa declared that she was done...with my hair.

She pulled my hair up into a bun and made a move for the body soap.

"I absolutely refuse to let you clean my body. I can do it myself." I stand up before she can grab the body soap.

"Okay, I'll give you..5 minutes?"

Lisa's giving me a time limit?!

"No, 10 minutes."

"Okay. 10 minutes...and it starts...Now!" She left the bathroom.

I grab the bottle of, not body soap, shampoo, to clean my fur.

I don't know how to shift back to human, and I don't want to.

Sandra and Lisa might kick me out if they found out I'm a guy.

I lather my fur with the soap, bubbles forming with every scrub.

I comb through my light brown fur, feeling the dirt and grime from my earlier run come off.

I scrubbed from head to toe, before reaching a particularly difficult to clean location.

My tail.

You would think it would be easy to clean, but no! It had a mind of its own.

It was really sensitive and hard to keep still.

It swung left and right, the slickness of the soap only making its escape easier.

Darn it!

I made a grab for my tail.

"Yip!" I vocalise.

Too sensitive! Damn you tail!

"Everything okay in there?" Lisa knocked on the door.

"It's fine. I just scared myself." I reply, my heart beating fast in my chest.

It's definitely my kryptonite.

Annoying, sensitive tail.

I grab the shower head and washed the soap out of my fur.

"2 more minutes." Lisa yelled from the door.

I wash the soap on my arms.

As soon as one layer of soap washes off, another layer will emerge from my fur, carrying more grime.

I finished washing my arms and legs when Lisa swung open the bathroom door, announcing that my 10 minutes were up.

"You're still not done?" She asks incredulously.

"I have fur, you don't." I point out.

"Okay, I'll finish up. Sit still."

I sat down again, letting Lisa wash the soap out of my fur.

"Where did you come from? You have so much dirt." Lisa complained.

I watch the brownish water drain away.