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Washing And Watching
Day 4, 10:30
After showering while Anouska bathed, Cameron stuck around for half an hour moisturising, combing and drying himself while she soaked.
At first, Cameron was the perfect gentleman, averting his eyes completely as he pulled on a t-shirt.
But by the time he began shaving as she shaved her legs in the bath, the furtive glances had begun. "I'm trying not to look in the mirrors," he said, peering into the mirror.
"Ah, how sweet," she replied.
As the minutes ticked by, Cameron became ever more willing to gaze. His grooming regime took on marathon proportions as she lingered in the soapsuds.
Not content with shaving, he brushed his teeth and styled his hair for minutes on end. "I need a hair cut," he announced.
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"You don't, it looks nice," replied Anouska flirtatiously.
By this point, he had given up averting his eyes altogether. He slowly put his microphone on, applied moisturiser to his knees, fiddled with his barnet, slapped cream onto every nook and cranny of his face and then again to his legs.
"Are you still in there?" asked Tania as she burst in. As if rumbled, Cameron gave Anouska a little wave on his way out.
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