The Scrub

Bliss

I RETURN TO THE SPA I LOVE. THE NAKEDNESS OF IT ALL HEIGHTENS THE EXPERIENCE. YOU ARE VULNERABLE AS YOU WALK TOWARDS THE TABLE AND LIE FACE DOWN. I CLOSE MY EYES TO ENHANCE TACTILE AND AUDITORY CUES AS I MOVE TURN BEND AND STRETCH. I AM AN ENGLISH MUFFIN WITH NOOKS AND CRANNIES. MY BODY RECEIVES A VIGOROUS SCRUBBING AS I LISTEN WITH INTENT TO HEAR THE VESSEL FILL WITH WATER AND I SUDDENLY BRACE FOR THE SPLASH AND STING WHICH QUICKLY FOLLOWS. AS ANGIE GROOMS ME I DETACH FROM THE SHELL AND BEGIN TO FIND HUMOR IN THE NAMES THE BODY HAS GIVEN ME. THE OLECRANON PROCESS, THE SOLAR PLEXUS, AND MY VERMILLION BORDER. ALL MY BODY PARTS HAVE SERVED ME WELL AND I BECOME FLUSHED WITH APPRECIATION TO BOTH ANGIE AND ALL THE OTHER WOMEN DONNING BLACK PANTIES AND BRA. THE UNIFORM NECESSARY TO WORK FREELY. I STEP OFF TO SHOWER AND RETURN TO THE SECOND HALF OF THE EVENT. THE WHOOSH OF CUCUMBERS MEETING THE MANDOLIN. AN AROMA OF COCONUT LEADS TO OILED SUPPLE PERSUASION OF MUSCLES ONCE INJURED AND SORE. THE MASK IS APPLIED AND I LOSE TRACK OF TIME. THE FINAL HARMONIOUS RELATIONSHIP WITH MY BODY ANGIE AND I IS A SPLASH OF MILK WITH HONEY. MAY I NEVER RETURN TO ORDINARY LIFE.

One thought on “The Scrub

  1. Bridget Lopez says:

    Aww sound like heaven, its like Calgon take me away. Next time I’m in town which will be Sept 7-10 maybe we can go. Yes we will…AB

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