I can’t hide it anymore. I have been having this secret love affair and there are days I can’t go to sleep without indulging in it. Sometimes, it has to be in the dark. Of course there has to be the right mood music. Sometimes…there are candles.
I’m almost ashamed but I can’t help the way I feel every time. My body just craves the experience and there are days I daydream about it.
Some nights, I can’t fall asleep without it.
It’s ridiculous, I know, but I love the way every muscle in my body just loosens up, slowly, as the sensation envelops my body.
I don’t care what people think, anymore.
I’m having a secret love affair with my bathtub. I am addicted to baths. The bubbles. The bath salts.