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In the tub, he is his own master, the water lapping at his belly, the bubbles caressing his skin. He takes a long drag of his cigar, the smoke curling up like a whisper of his desires. He lets his hand wander, following the curves of his body, the sensations intensifying with each touch. This is his time, his space, his pleasure.