Cue the Water on Set Two

The bathroom scene had been shot upstairs in the third floor bathroom. They hadn't used that part of the house much. A door at the base of the stairs kept it protected from prying eyes. Before the children were grown, they kept the door firmly locked — claiming that the Christmas and Birthday gifts hidden behind it would magically disappear if anyone under 21 peeked into the rooms. And after the kids moved out, after Gail and O retired, Abby and Oliver didn't need the space they had.

So with the original location unavailable, Abby peeked into the second floor bathroom. She chuckled quietly when she saw the tall blond boy, seated on the commode, snoring softly. She debated leaving him there versus waking him and putting him in one of the guest rooms when he woke on his own.

"Oh, Hey!" He yawned and stretched and seemed almost instantly awake. "You ready?"

"Ready?" she asked. "For what?"

"The shower scene?" He asked then his enthusiasm waned a bit. "Unless you don't want to."

"Oh I definitely want to." Abby cooed. She had left her robe on the hallway floor and was amazed that none of these boys even flinched at the idea of making it with a woman her age. "Do you?"

"Oh yeah!" He jumped up and started the water. "I found a bar of soap — it smells kind of flowery — and I got a couple towels from the closet down the hall. Ouch!" He turned the water temperature down a bit. "Do you like it hot or just warm?"