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Watching as he left the bathroom, Amelie went back to trying to get her muscles to relax, knowing that she’ll definitely be sore tomorrow. Leaning her head back against the wall, she let out a sigh while closing her eyes.
Christian went back to the piano in the front room and picked up their discarded clothing and put it in the washing machine then he headed back to his room. Once there he got out some pajama pants for him and a long shirt for her then he headed back to the bathroom. He picked up a small wash cloth towel, dumped it in water and lathered it in soap and began to run it against her skin. “What’s your favorite place in France?” He asked curiously, keeping his voice soft.













