Bath Time!

After a long hard day is there anything else better than a nice hot bath? I don't think so and neither does our girl Trish here. Trish just had a long run after a 10 hour shift as a concierge at her hotel. There is nothing more in this world that Trish wants at this present moment than that hot bath. It will have to wait a moment though. She has to call her troublesome boyfriend and cancel tonight's rendezvous; she wants to be by herself tonight, maybe for a lot of nights. Anyway, Trish needs to make that call so that she can completely relax in her bath. She starts the water as she makes the call hoping that she can just leave a message and not have to actually talk to him. No such luck exists for Trish tonight.

"Hey Trish"

"Uh, hey, Mike" Even saying his name makes Trish wince. Her mind floods with the whining voice of her beau just as she knew it would.

"What's up?"

"Not much. Hey, I'm not going to be able to make it tonight, sorry." Our lovely Trish says trying to sound as harsh as possible so that Mike would let it drop without any questions.

"Oh, why not, babe? You know I really wanted you here tonight. I really wanted to see you."

Trish is only half listening to this mind-numbing man. She hears the whine and that is more than enough to know what he is saying. She tests the water and finds it to her liking. Trish throws some bath salts into the water, adds some spoonfuls of a honey bubble bath and starts to undress.

"Look, Mike, I want to be alone alright?"

Little Miss Runner admires her naked body in her full length bathroom mirror. As always Trish likes what she sees. She believes she has sculpted her body to near perfection. If she was gay she would definitely "do" someone like herself. But, sadly for Mike and many other guys, Trish is as far away from gay as a person can be.

"C'mon sweetie, it's our anniversary. I have a big night planned. You'll love it - your favorite, Café Suarez. Then over to Pulse - I got us into the VIP section; bottle service all night. Then back to my place for some playing. So...please?"

Trish decides the time has come and lowers her near perfect body into her hot bubble bath. She lets out an all engulfing sigh.

"What are you doing honey?"

"Easy there slick. I am taking a bath."

"So are we on?"

Trish dreams, just for a second, of the Key Lime pie at Café Suarez.

"No, Mike, we are not. Look, I don't think we are going to work out."

"What?! What do mean?"

"I mean that I do not like you and I do not want to see you anymore. You understand that?"

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How, the hell can you do this! On our anniversary!"

"What anniversary Mike? We've only been going out, like, 2 months."

"Exactly, it is our 2 month anniversary, 1/6 of a year! It's important!"

"It's not important Mike. We're done."

"You stupid whore..."

Well, our Trish will not be talked to that way so she immediately drops the phone in the most "oh my god" way possible; any twelve-year old girl would have been proud.

"... I hope you die" Pathetic Mike screams right before the phone hits the water.

Oh, poor Trish is an impulsive little thing. She never realized her mistake until about a second before it happened. Even then she only thought she had just fried her nice new phone. But see, this nice new phone had a nice big battery; a battery big enough to power all those fancy options she liked so well; a battery big enough to send out a paralyzing current if it got submerged in water. See, how her body shook a bit? Yep, that was the shock. And look over there; she hasn't turned the water off yet. Well, she should be ok because she should be only paralyzed for about 30 seconds or so. As long as her head doesn't slip below the water that is. See, she won't be able to stop the water from entering her body if that happens; all her muscles have relaxed. Once beautiful Trish's body fills with water it will never be able to get rid of it. Not only will it fill her lungs but her stomach and intestines will be filled as well. Her body will seize but it will be too late. Even if she doesn't drown she will get water intoxication and likely die a very painful death. So, our Miss Trish must keep her head above that waterline until she gets her muscles back.

Oh no, seems Trish is slipping slowly. Must be that mix of bath salts and honey bubble bath on the bottom of the tub. Look at the terror in her eyes. If she had only shut off that water she might make it. That water is rising so fast and she just keeps on slipping. My friends, I do not think Trish is going to go out on another date or even out of the bathroom. Nope, see, her head is already under the water. She's done for. I'm sure she can feel that water rush down her throat. She has to be terrified. Well, the best we can hope for now is that she drowns. Maybe she'll faint; that'll make it easier on her. You know, she'll die by going to sleep. That's pretty peaceful, right?

Well, I guess we are about done here tonight. Anyone else you want to visit tonight? See you later Trish.