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The blistering hot water blasting through the tap was filling the tub quicker than she could properly undress herself. Flinging her tops and bottoms outside the bathroom door she stood before the tub of hot mist. Carefully lifting her right leg over the side, she pointed her toes and slowly lowered them to the surface of the water. 

"Shit." 

She instinctually retracted her leg and nearly lost balance in her weight baring left leg as she tried to close the hot water, which led her to fall hard on her bare bum on the toilet seat. She heard a loud crack as the toilet seat cover shifted to the side. The latches that attached the cover of the seat to the toilet broke. 

"Whoever said women are graceful and sexy naked really needs to meet me." she thought bitterly to herself. The morning of her day off was not starting off great.

She turned the tap for cold water and swirled it around to balance the temperature. Finally, repeating the motions she lowered herself into the bathtub, closed her eyes and sank till the water submersed her cheeks. The heat of the water soothed her as the pores in her skin expanded to relax. She was too long for this tiny bathtub so she had to bend her knees, exposing them to the cool air above the water. Not quite the full body treatment she was looking for. 

She looked across the water and evaluated her body. Her pale white skin had turned into blotches of searing red across her thigh, stomach and chest. She dunked her head backwards and sank deep into the water. Coming up she cupped both hands to scoop water into her hands, thrusting it to her face then pushing the strands of hair on her face back up her forehead and to the sides. 

The bathroom started turning into a sauna and it began to be too hard to breathe. Her pulse started thumping as the heat rose in her body. She groaned as she had to put her bath to a sudden stop. Leaning forward, she unplugged the blocker and leaned back. As the water slowly drained away, she felt the line of the surface, which went around her body, drop. Millimeter by millimeter, inch by inch, the water receded. She took a moment for the air to cool her body then took a deep breathe and heaved herself out of the tub. 

After carelessly patting herself dry, she wrapped the damp towel around her hair and proceeded to the bedroom. She sprinted pass her little corridor as it had curtain-less windows and jumped over her cat. Why did she choose to wrap her hair instead of her body to avoid such obstacle courses will forever be a mystery of women.

 Scrolling through the lists of songs on her playlists, she closed her eyes and clicked. 

Summer Paradise by Simple Plan Feat. MKTO

"Ew, no."

She shudder at her subconscious's song choice and clicked for the next song. 

To Be Continued

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chapter two

no pieces

chapter one
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Writer's Note

Okay.

I thought I'd try something new, you know?

And yes yes,

I know the first five or six paragraphs or so are descriptions of a naked lady in a bathtub.

Do I hear complaints?

I mean I could have gone way more detailed.

WAAAAAAAAY more.

But you've got to leave things to the imagination, people!

you've been, cut off!

Ouch,

Rejection is a funny thing.

From every possible situation.

An application.

A crush.

A job.

A school.

A competition.

.

.

.

All forms of rejections.

An e'mail.

An automatic e'mail.

A letter by post.

A text message.

A phone call.

Face to face.

"...but I’m afraid the answer is a no on this occasion..."

                             "Unfortunately..."      

"...the position has been filled."

Well, 凸 you then.

:)

You can choose to 

move on

give up

or 

try again

.

I'm sorta stuck between choices,

moving on could be the most ideal move.

But

move on to where

?

Then again, 

giving up sounds like a fantastic plan.

It could mean trying something new.

But

it also means giving up on something

you believed in

for so long

.

Ok, trying again could work.

What do they say?

Three's a charm.

Then after the third time 

there can be a forth, fifth, sixth

and they could be a charm

it's a charm when you finally succeed, right?

But

what if you don't

?

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Just keep swimming.

<><

馬 Mă

馬。

I was in England during Easter break for family stuff,

Got the chance to go horse riding in the New Forest to de-stress.

Needles to say, 

I really really really really really love horses and riding them. 

In complete admiration

still in a way quite terrified of them.

But in a hugely respectable way.

I mean you have to respect these creatures.

One false move and it might screw you for life.

r e s p e c t

The sexy creature I rode that day for a good hour

is named Megan.

She has a heart shaved on to her backside.

Oozing sexiness.

Now I know I look massive and it makes Megan look like a pony

but I assure you she is one regular sized horse.

Unlike this other horse that another place said I could ride, 

a coach horse,

a white stallion,

a huge beast.

(I use the word beast with every bit of respect)

His name is,

Domino.

Who looked quite like Maximus from Tangled

He was NAHT a regular size horse that I could control or ride.

No amount of respect could prepare me for Domino.

So I politely declined.

Megan and I were meant for each other.

A bit sassy, 

(I like my women sassy)

so I had to pull on the reigns slightly to avoid being thrust forward

and possibly die from breaking my neck.

None of that happened.

And speaking of horses, 

it didn't look at all like my shoot on SupermodelMe.

My apologies to my dear reader, you

that I was, regretfully, 

not in lingerie

due to inconvenient body-numbing temperature.

had no makeup on

due to the lack of a makeup artists presence.

So it did NAHT look like this : 

I did, 

in fact, 

have a professional photographer to take my picture.

My daaaaaaaad <3

Naww

No joke, my dad is a retired photographer.

And he was and still is the bee's knees.

I am such a diva though when he tries to take pictures of me.

I become the worst model he has ever worked with.

But he's my dad so he has no choice but to love me and accept me.

I'm getting off track

So here I conclude my blog for today 

with the less impressive picture :

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So for now,