Room 111

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There's a curt knock at the door of room 111, before a key turns in the door, and Miho walks through, frowning. She glances around, then walks over to the bureau, heading for a neat pile of papers stacked on top of it. She leafs through the papers, finds what she was looking for, then turns on her heel to exit the room.

A sound catches her ear.

"Goldy?"

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Miho raises an eyebrow, but although she might be a little surprised she's certainly not averse to this turn of events. With a contented little noise, she winds wet arms around Goldy's neck, and kisses her back.

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Goldy enjoys the sensuality for a little while, hands roaming over flesh, both foamy and sunken. The she pulls back and disengages Miho's embrace. Something is pushed into one of the smaller girl's hands.

"My turn."

It's a shampoo bottle.

Goldy shifts position to allow access, and shakes her hair out a little.

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Miho smirks. Ah, Goldy-hair. And gets to work.

She's actually been taught hair-care, or the more sensual aspects of it anyway, so along with gentle lathering, the blonde is treated to what amounts to a scalp massage, before Miho trails sudsy fingers down her arm and into the water to rinse of her hands.

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Goldy lays back into the tender cleansing and lets her eyes droop closed. Her semi-bouyant weight is transfered mostly onto Miho.

And if she relaxes into a luxuriating half-sleep... that is surely a testament to the other girl's work.