>>6202315https://youtu.be/ocfBMvsy1tIThe dressing room is silent save for the gentle bubbling of the baths ahead–a grassy mat keeps you from slipping, but the floor is already slick with condensation. A welcome reprieve from how chilly it is outside, you think as you get to work shedding your clothes.
Taking a moment to bask in the warm, misty air, you glance towards the baths and shiver… i-it’s just you and the gals, you think… wow…
As you push through the beaded curtains leading into the baths, you can already feel the BANG for your proverbial ‘BELLS’--simply walking into the mist hanging over the baths is enough to send energy through your skin–one that leaves you alert, but also relaxed?
The smell of flowers is almost overpowering inside—feeling something akin to lava rock at your feet, you carefully make your way over to the sound of rushing water… seems like you’re the first one in!
Drops of moisture caress your head from above as you lower yourself into the churning bath–the liquid inside more akin to some kind of fruit-flavored milk than water! As it laps against your dry, weary skin, you feel a sensation grip your body–one akin to being held close to someone you care about.
It’s… nice.
You never could have afforded this at home, you think as you slip deeper into the bath! Best you could do was the hot tub at-
<span class="mu-b">”Just get IN already, Ant! Quit being such a dork!”
It was a cold night–a record-breaker, if you recall correctly, and you were alone-the two of you were, at least. You must have been a sight back then–shivering and covered in goose pimples. A tallboy of something alcoholic bumped your knobbled knee as it bobbed along the jacuzzi’s surface–the night quiet save for the distant blare of sirens and a few cars crunching through the ice-caked streets behind a weathered old backyard fence…
You’re just sensitive to heat changes, you stammered, trying and failing to hide how cold you were! Just gimme a sec!
A pair of hot, damp hands reached up and grabbed your shoulders–their owner giving you a disapproving smile from behind thick Aviators.
“What are you so afraid of, Ant?” She asked in that gruff, but gentle voice of hers.
What WERE you so afraid of?
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