I have a little ritual... one of those they don't tell everyone about

A warm bath, lots of bubbles, a glass of strawberry wine... and music that's impossible to just lie quietly to. It's as if it's specifically designed to get your thoughts going.

And in moments like these, your imagination becomes your main accomplice.

Sometimes I wonder: what would you do if you were there?
Would you say something innocent... or would you immediately realize that holding a sponge isn't the only option?

It's funny how distance makes your imagination play harder than reality.
And honestly, I even enjoy this game.

The water gets hotter... your thoughts get bolder...
And only one question remains:

How far are you willing to go with your imagination?