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Title: Messy Bath
The dress was hanging in the corner of my wardrobe under a cotton sheet, just as the lady in the shop had said
It may be the most exquisite dress I have ever owned
Almost dreamily I began to get dressed; first the basque and stockings, then the knickers. I slid the dress off its hanger and held it up. It felt beautifully cool and silky as I slipped into it and did the zip up the back of the bodice. I looked at myself in the mirror from in front and behind
I reached behind my neck and did up the top one
I put on a pair of gold high-heeled sandals and began to strut around. The skirts of the dress felt silky and soft swishing around my legs, and sounded fantastic. But it was true
In the kitchen I looked in the cupboards - and got out a catering pack of mushroom soup powder, and a bottle of tomato ketchup. I wandered out into the garden and stood in the drizzle for a minute or two, before going into the shed. I picked up a little bottle of two-stroke oil. The oil had leaked out of the bottle
I got out a big pan and began to make up the soup. There was enough powder for almost a gallon of soup
I stood quietly in the bathroom for a moment contemplating what I was about to do, then kicked off my sandals, picked up my skirts, and stepped into the bath. I first knelt gently, then sat hard on my heels smashing the egg, which trickled delicately through my knickers into the petticoats of the dress. What a delicious feeling! I picked up the skirts off my knees, and reaching for the ketchup bottle squirted redness all over the embroidery between my thighs
I reached over the side of the bath and picked up handfuls of potting compost - rubbing it well in to the bodice and sleeves brought a smile to my face as I watched the shimmering perfection of the dress turn into a muddy and bedraggled rag. Finally I grabbed the embroidered netting of the modesty panel and ripped it down the middle
I put the bucket gently down, closed my eyes for a minute or two, and just pondered how I felt. I was beautifully warm
As I reached out for the bin-bag and my thoughts began turning towards cleaning up I smiled a broad smile. That felt good. Very, very good.
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