Tabitha went back upstairs while Rick remained in the basement, continuing to research what had happened to him.
She stopped by Brandon's room. "Don't go in the basement," she ordered.
"Why would I want to?" scoffed Brandon, barely looking up from his video game.
Tabitha went to the master bathroom and took off her clothes, wet with Rick's slime. She turned on the shower and stepped in. Under the water, she tried to wipe the gooey residue off her body, with seemingly little effect. She applied bodywash, hoping that would make the difference. As Tabitha soaped her breasts, she thought of how good Rick's body felt pressing against hers. Her nipples grew hard. The bodywash didn't seem to be breaking down the slime very well either. Rinsing her upper body, the soap came off, but her skin remained slick. Almost frictionless.
She ran her hands down her body, feeling Rick's strange fluid that had gotten on much of her body. Then she plunged a finger between her legs. She bit her lip. Whatever the goo was covering Rick, it was an amazing lubricant. She plunged her finger into herself again. And again, and again. Then she added a second finger, a third. She leaned against the shower wall, trying not to collapse as she drove herself to orgasm.
Panting, she shut off the shower.