The shadows fell on the side of the bath tub. The reflections  of the water on the enamel. Time to undress and get in the mood. She filled the tub almost to the rim with suds. The bubbles were as big as balloons this afternoon. The scent of geranium and rose wafted through the room. The chinese lanterns were illuminated by a gentle glow from within. Their red became a subtle orange in the naked candle light. Here she was all alone, just her and her thoughts. She slipped off her silky gown and let it fall to the floor. She put her toe in the deep vat of bubbles. ‘Just right,” and it beckoned her in. She tied her wavy hair in a top knot with a red scrunchie. It has been a long day. Infact an even longer week, She hadn’t taken time for herself for a long time. Here and now, at long last she felt ready for the next step. She slid into the tub and took a deep breath of fragrant water.  This was Ellen’s favourite past time when alone. Lying in a tub full up with suds. The water began to therapeutically wash away her aching muscles. No-one could disturb her here. Ellen was free from the outside world’s demands and worries. Just her and the restful sound of her chimes outdoors. The sway of the branches were rustling and reflected on the white bathroom tiles. Their shadows she saw were bold and there was something secure about them. Rooted and stable. That’s what she really wanted. The heat of the water, that luxury she wasn’t accustomed to. His cute dimple on his left cheek, his manly bristles and his soft cheeks all made her feel quite turned on. Here she was alone in her hot tub and he was not close enough right now. How excitied  when she was about to see him again. The exotic flowers outdoors – white summer jasmine filled the air last summer. Everywhere the walked hand in hand. The scent of the tangerines in flower; so heady. The trachiospermum was her big memory. It lingered in the warm air in the heat of the day and into the long evenings……

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