Periodically.

The shower's still running beside us, and the stray droplets make me flinch.
"Why so hot?"
He moves his hand under the stream, unaffected.
"I like to practice burning in hell."
"Mother wanted you to stop thinking like that."
I shiver as he runs a finger down my arm.
"Mother won't know."

That's right, she won't.
Mother doesn't know anything.

Unlike you and I,
He walks between the raindrops
He does not get wet.

Don't be afraid,
This is... Love.

You should be treated like a lady,
Should be treated like a woman.
Let me show you my respect.

Oh, her eyes speak volumes,
'I have no mouth, but I must scream.'
Scream, my dear. Scream, my dear.
Come now,
Give in to pleasure.

And at the close, I thank you for making me feel like a man.