Ryan simply laid back on the bed, thinking to himself the whole time she was in the shower. When she came out, dressed in only a towel, he couldn’t help but lick his lips as he looked her over. But soon enough he stood, walking past her to the shower, although his hand took a moment to pat her rear with a little force, gripping lightly through the tower. “I would normally say just wear the towel, but you’re mine, and I don’t share well. So yeah, go for it, put something of mine on.” And then he disappeared into the bathroom.