We continued to stomp for about 20 more minutes until we were done and we climbed out. He gestured to a door of the room, "there is a shower there to get clear." He said as he began to walk there taking long steps not to dirty the floor too much.
We walked to the room and entered the shower which was as big as the room and had few hand showers upon the ceilings.
He took one of those hand showers to wash his feet with warm water and I did the same until I had the idea of wetting him.
He was bending down to reach his feet as he washed off the juice of the grapes which flew away, then he washed the remaining color on his legs with soap, he was so focused that I already was amused at the idea of pranking him.
A giggle escaped from my mouth and I stretched the hand shower in his direction but right at that moment he turned around and stopped my hand by gripping over my wrists. A smirk appeared on his face and he raised an eyebrow.
