No hot tub

this morning. My sweetie, Lynn, and I usually do a hot tub on Wednesdays after her ice skating gig but not today because "Auntie Flo" (my dreaded monthly) is in town. We frequent Watercourse Way in Palo Alto with it's serene atmosphere and feng shui surroundings. There are nine hot tub rooms that are beautifully decorated with its own Asian theme. Some of the hot tub rooms have a tub only while others are more elaborate with cold plunge and sauna added for a little extra. Actually a lot extra as the hot tubs are quite expensive for an hour, this being Palo Alto and all. Included with the private room is the variety of world music to sooth your mind as you soak your blues away. And lastly is the small but comfortable twin bed should you need further rest from all the tub activity. Lights can be dimmed for a more romantic setting which we take full advantage of during the winter months away from the distractions of our busy lives. Since we do not live together, this is our treasured private time. Our time of being together and enjoying each other as we have done for the past eight years in each other's loving arms, lips and embrace. Making love to one another as only two women in love can do. Honestly, I don't know how thin the hot tub room walls are and have never cared if anyone has ever heard us as long as I'm with Lynn, that's all that matters. Rain check for now.