...er body, running in rivulets across the new curves. Steam filled the shower and bathroom, and smelled of cherry shampoo.
Misty ran her hands over her body, making sure to get all the spots. 'Mmmm...this feels so good.' She purred as her hands moved, reveling in the silky smooth feel of her supple skin.
'I can't wait to see Ash now.' She grinned as she finished up, shutting off the water and beginning to towel off.
In Ash's room...
Ash Ketchum lay on his bed in his jeans and black T shirt, his shoes, jacket and hat lying in various spots in the room. He watched the TV for awhile, but got bored with it. He would have talked with Pikachu, but he was in the Pokemon recovery area along with the rest of his Pokemon in the bed and breakfast, keeping them company.
Ash pulled off his gloves, and chucked them over next to his travel bag. 'Awww, this is boring. Being a great Pokemon trainer has its drawbacks.'
He sighed from boredom, his thoughts starting to wonder. As thoughts go, they were really rather aimless for a good while, but after a few minutes, they turned to past memories. All the adventures he'd had with Brock and Misty, and now it just being him and Misty. His thoughts focused in on just Misty, remembering all the things she'd said to him...and all the smackings he'd gotten. Yet...he didn't quite understand why she hadn't been acting quite the same since Brock left. Once, she grabbed his hand, and while she let go q...