I was just going to soap up, then rinse off. Just… I closed my eyes as an image of Sumner flooded my mind. Her lips. That smile. I’d resisted this for so long. Jacking off to images of my best friend’s daughter was so wrong. So dirty. And yet, my body craved it. Craved her. Why, of all the women I could be attracted to, why did it have to be her?