Mrs G suggested we had a bath together, well I can tell you it has been many a year since we have done that.
“I will go and get it sorted puck” she said , “come on up soon” , so I ventured upstairs the passion arising and enter the boudoir , and into the ensuite, steam engulfing me.
Why do women have to have their baths at almost boiling temperature! So she was already in surrounded by bubbles and so I had to get naked in front of her, I knew the water was hot , but I put my whole right foot in. It was so hot, I fancy I scolded my leg, anyway in an attempt to keep on with the amour I was in with both legs, and trying desperately to keep a manly stature and not break down in tears crying with the pain.
So I gingerly lower my self into the cauldron, holding bollocks above head, yes I know very bloody romantic!
Oh and why is it we get the tap end, the freezing cold and boiling hot taps makes me dance like a world champion robotics master! Ouch Ouch ouch , and the shower head as well, tap tap tap on my head.
Why do women have to have the bath water that hot? It is not ladies- conducive to creating the moment I thought whilst standing in the walk in shower standing under freezing cold water , with Mrs G glaring at me either out of anger , disappointment or surprise.
I would like to think all three!
Puck
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