Bathing
©2004 Elizabeth L. Clark

It felt so good! She rubbed the silky liquid over her skin as she sank deeper in the tub. So soothing, so relaxing! She scooped some up in her hands and poured it over the alabaster skin of her delicate face.

Her honey coloured tresses swirled in it as she dunked her head. The warmth soaked into her and made her moan in pleasure. This was better than sexual contact. This made her feel better much longer.

She sighed and stood, liquid sliding down her lush body. She turned off the tap and stepped from the tub into the shower. She let the hot water rinse her clean and smiled. This would do her for weeks. She smiled at the men hanging over her golden tub and blew them a kiss.

"Thank you all for your help... please, feel free to die in peace now."

Five men groaned as their lifes blood drained from the tub. Soon they would die and five more would take their place.

One moaned out with his last breath.

"Why?"

She smiled. "Because I need your blood to live silly... I have lived for thousands of years... and I do not intend to leave this world... ever."

She wrapped herself into a towel and sauntered out, leaving them to die in peace.