Post by Marina Anya Setinu on Jun 23, 2005 17:27:46 GMT -5
Turning on the water faucet, Marina stood again and dragged a chair to the shower's edge so she could hang her clothes on it. Humming to herself, she quietly slipped off her home-made boots and thick wool socks, and set to work to unbuttoning her knee-length skirt. Once she had done that, she quickly unbuttoned her skirt as well, then stood up in her cotton underwear. Carefully she folded her skirt and shirtneatly on the chair, setting her socks beside her boots, located under the chair. Reaching out with a few fingers to test the temperature of the water, she slipped off her underwear, panties first, off, and stepped into the shower.
Reaching out with a hand, she grabbed the lilac-scented soap and began rubbing it on her body, continuing that until a minute had gone by. She set the soap down gently, washing all the foamy, slick lather off her delicate frame. The air filled with the perfumed scent of lilac, causing a relaxed expression to appear on Marina's face. Taking a weaker soap, she gently rubbed it across her face, washing away any oily build-up. She repeated the same process as before, and once done, she took the shampoo and squirted an amount too large on her head. The shampoo was scented like a strawberry, the delicious scent spreading through the entire bathroom.
Rinsing herself fully, Marina stepped lightly from the shower, grabbing a lavendar scented towel, drying herself off. She took a larger towel, a large pink towel that she wrapped around herself. Once done with her body, she carefully took a smaller pink towel and set her hair into a huge pink turban. Satisfied, she sat down, waiting for her hair to dry.
Reaching out with a hand, she grabbed the lilac-scented soap and began rubbing it on her body, continuing that until a minute had gone by. She set the soap down gently, washing all the foamy, slick lather off her delicate frame. The air filled with the perfumed scent of lilac, causing a relaxed expression to appear on Marina's face. Taking a weaker soap, she gently rubbed it across her face, washing away any oily build-up. She repeated the same process as before, and once done, she took the shampoo and squirted an amount too large on her head. The shampoo was scented like a strawberry, the delicious scent spreading through the entire bathroom.
Rinsing herself fully, Marina stepped lightly from the shower, grabbing a lavendar scented towel, drying herself off. She took a larger towel, a large pink towel that she wrapped around herself. Once done with her body, she carefully took a smaller pink towel and set her hair into a huge pink turban. Satisfied, she sat down, waiting for her hair to dry.