Red light district

She turns the knob to
as far towards red as she
can tolerate. The shower
doors steam up instantly,
enclosing the cheap motel
bathroom in a dense, scalding
cloud. She doesn’t grab the
shampoo, or reach for the
shower gel. For a long time
she just stands there, as
still as stone, watching
the water stream over her
breasts and tumble off her
nipples like twin waterfalls.
And she wonders what degree
of burn it would take to
finally be rid of him.

*For Day 5, #naughtynovembernoir, hosted by @elle12368, @bluelotus.kamikazeheart, @__got2haveit, @wild.cherry69xo and moi

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