I squeel louder, laughing with the anticipation Of the cold shock I am about to get.
As we get to the bathroom Mathew turns on the taps. Not wanting to get a dose of cold water, I try to wriggle even harder but it is so hard to find strength when your laughing so hard. "Your enjoying this aren't you?".
Mathew pats my butt "Yep". I don't even need to look at his face. I can already imagine he is grinning from ear to ear.
I realise I have to accept my fate, I stop wriggling, Then it happens. He crawls into the shower with me still on his back and he steps underneath the water. I realise it isn't cold at all, It's lovely and warm.
I make a fist and punch him in his backside laughing. "You Prick, you tricked me".
Mathew lets out a laugh as he slowly lowers me down from off his shoulder
