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tub if not now?
It was a very spontaneous Decision and you look forward to actually, if you accidentally re-times spontaneously. For me it was the first time but not so good. I wanted to have a shower and that is in contact with the hot water suddenly get effervescent need for a bubble bath. Expert on the scene already recognize the dilemma in it. You stand there with cold ass - because already been stripped and showered - and waits for that might fill the huge tub, so easily because I did not put my ass in the cold so ne tepid pool, and I'm not as sharp on my skin anyway supercooled to rub frosty porcelain. As I get goose bumps smooth nor ne extra afterwards. That would Incidentally, a nice name for a Swiss canton. I lived in hindsight! Knick-knacks. Back to the dilemma. It would certainly have been quite amusing for outsiders to see what tactics I freeze the water inlets applying to and how not naked, shiver Freak shortly afterwards sitting in my pool, but yes no one will ever know. Again and again I besprinklere with the shower jet legs and upper body. I'm like a beached whale, but still: I can help myself while I succumb to the age-old fascination with displacement - How should we lie down to rise up to the water level to be? Which means yes in my case, maximum body edge warming! - I can Meanwhile, through the skylight very nice to hear the November wind in soliloquy, as he tells them that they should quietly cry sometimes, if need be quiet times with the wolves and the leaves sheep are driven well into the dry and if necessary, but only driven when there is nothing are dry. November wind, I think, keep the ball down time! In any case, with the water level is rising not only my body temperature slowly, but my Gemütlichkeitsbewußtsein and that's ultimately what I do to me this water torture! Did I mention that bubble baths today no longer are what they once were? It is beautiful blue yes, but it will I just do not succeed in even the smallest of foam to create. Well, probably the weak water pressure debt is tuned, the beats just a little out of foam! Ha, I search now on foam times (auswendig!) produced one of my most erotic poems
wet dream
other day I saw you naked
in a dream ,
you, in a bathtub
and all around just foam.
added only stupid because
I saw you actually hardly
debt and added it:
The damn damn foam!
Okay, I'm stronger, erotic poetry, but I leave out the outside, because my basic situation and my mood in the tub have something very unerotic. To this I would like to insist, before someone else does and gnaws at my self-confidence (... in fact I let my self-confidence only because of the water ... and squirrels gnawing, you know ... okay, we emphasize that). Although I am totally mentally unschlüpfrig then, is the physicality of a trough situation nevertheless regarded as given and I think, because I agree with most When downstream. I bathe so not as often now than ever as a child and am therefore not so in practice, but I still supposition that in addition to the hygiene nor are these relaxation bow, some are trying to stretch uh, (vermutlich. .. I am thinking about it again after). With increasing levels succeed in my own case quite well (hot water and alcohol that is following in common: health, relaxation and after that it shriveled ...) and I dream actually just like that in front of me and down and use my emergency reserve brain capacity on Dates and times rather than fear to displace water. Switch between sitting and supine position in a finely calculated Algorithm that dive me up and defrost ultimately be. I will be quite warm around the heart, the tub is nice to me. Speaking of algorithm, I just wanted to write ungermanistisches creature algorithm, but the spell check has saved me from, here is my set-up and dive very rhythmic, I think. Speaking of Algo, I am glad that there are no algae here, but only blue sparkling water. Ah! Straighten legs, that's the madness. Especially after so nem tag with Road Rage, and in general with a lot of Rage Against very much. Very clever of me that I'm so spontaneous, I think proud at this moment. The tub save me from my tyrant page. The tyrant is drowned. Or softened or foamed or so. Ah! Head under water, eyes, nose, just out, this is the madness (although I must uphold my legs anner wall and looks pretty silly. But no one knows). Puck-puck, puck-puck, puck-puck ... One's heart to hear first of all, as it sends its Walsonar by the deep bathtub is ... so how actually. Calm, yes, yes, but on the other hand ... can be very disappointing for example, when trying to slow his heartbeat by concentrated relaxation ... but I always like to lie under water. This reminds me of how I had my route dive phase and in the middle of the evening was the last bathhouse in or under the water was at times still aufregungsarm possible to glide through the water. Ah! Stadtbad middle, half the light is already out, alone in or under water, which is crazy. With the last air show up do if it is not so empty and other people (ugh, other people!) an upset in the water (because they are not only water ... damn whale cows!), is not that of insanity. Or, if you try to be relaxed, because all the whale cows are gone, we then visualized on the second track, the sound of the waddling flip-flops of the strict pool attendant at the edge of the pool under water (and you know instinctively how disparaging bad it looks, because the official bath time is over for a minute and I apparently yes not intend to appear 22 clock and will miss the bus and because of me ... pah! As if, after the official end of bath time even a single shower was free) So in short: Relax in the pool is ne tricky thing. Back to the bubble center. Satisfied I am hanging in the ropes and follow porcelain beads of sweat on my forehead. Enjoying a very relaxing, very clever of me. I use the well-being and the heat of the moment to gently stretch to me. Man, what was expected of his body all in bad muscle cramps by so nen Drecksalltagstag! My attempts to stretch myself include, incidentally, meant even less to outsiders and they promote the unerotic of the moment enormous, despite all their physicality. I am a little sad, when I realize I am not so me nothing you can not turn on his stomach. The rotation is saukompliziert, I'm just too long and too bulky and so damn unerotic it. Sardine in tin, Wilko in Bath, both not nice. I will be sad when I remember that I have neither ships nor to play a swim in the blue glasses to Blubberbay underwater adventure to experience. Not even a budding nymph bathing her awakening womanhood with me. Blue Lagoon is not even announced. But November Rain (Gun's n Roses without) the roof window. Herbstbad middle, I think, and it will be sufficient for a whole lot of wellness minutes (Three or maybe four, eternally long anyway). Then everything shrivels me too much. Schrumpelstilzchen, I think briefly, but then find it neither meaningful nor funny enough to be here to write pure. Then, I keep thinking, one can, however, underline the most here think it is neither meaningful nor funny enough to post it in here. Mushy brain and skin dunes found in any case that it is time the whole thing with a few ordinary asterisk border when standing up to leave. And just as I do this ;-) * * *
PS: I give so freely of: Is a story with a long bath ...
