Chapter Eight
The First Days of Marriage
John
Near noon Christine and I finally awoke then playfully jostled each other to get into the shower first. The struggling wasnt really needed, for it was easily big enough to accommodate us both and we were soon merrily soaping each other down and spraying each other with the detachable shower heads. Her Reminder Chains slowed her a little, but she was still pretty damned fast and caught me a couple of times full in the face with a blast from her weapon, then laughed like hell. The only leash that held her, for the moment, was one from the back of her collar, but it did nothing to restrict her spritely movements while she bounced from wall to wall, teasing me with the sight of her steel-delineated body.
I took a moment to inspect her fastenin
