Hi all (I hope it's an 'all' and not just a 'few',but who knows?)
Been away recently as part of my course, had to share really crap hostel facilities with loads of people I didn't know!
Basically, no privacy whatsoever for quite some time, so no opportunity for a little 'personal time' if you get my meaning.
Towards the end of my time there, I could take it no longer, so decided that I should have a nice warm bath and see where that led me. Using a shared bathroom is no fun at the best of times, I needed to choose a time when I would not be disturbed by someone frantically banging on the door needing the loo!
This meant I ended up taking my bath well after midnight when all the other 'residents' (although the term 'inmates' may be more appropriate) where either in the pub having a lock in or in bed.
Carefully I prepared the bathroom for some quiet time. In this case it meant scrubbing a old 1930's scroll top free standing enamel bath with a bottle of cillit bang and a pan scrubber. Vile, I know, but that's hostel's for you! No such thing as mood lighting here, the light (bare bulb) is either on or off. For safetys sake, and not to arouse suspicion, I chose the former. At least the now-clean bath was hot and very very deep, it was actually a pleasure to get in, it was so long I could lie down full-length in it.
Letting the hot bubbly water caress my skin, I began to unwind after a hard day. I let my mind wander to some of my more memorable sexual exploits, letting my hands wander all over my tired and sunburnt body. It felt good after the hard work of the past couple of days, my aching muscles relaxed, but somewhere else was still aching, and that could not be resolved by warm water alone...................................
