Wednesday, November 03, 2004

Me & My Leg VI: Goddess of Love


I've finally finished this entry, which I started on Tuesday morning. Due to last night's disappointment, I almost felt that I shouldn't post this today. But heck, in the time of sadness, we all need some degree of cheers to help ourselves getting though the day.


"I will sing of stately Aphrodite, gold-crowned and beautiful, whose dominion is the walled cities of all sea-set Cyprus. There the moist breath of the western wind wafted her over the waves of the loud-moaning sea in soft foam, and there the gold-filleted Hours welcomed her joyously. They clothed her with heavenly garments: on her head they put a fine, well-wrought crown of gold, and in her pierced ears they hung ornaments of orichalc and precious gold, and adorned her with golden necklaces over her soft neck and snow-white breasts, jewels which the gold-filleted Hours wear themselves whenever they go to their father's house to join the lovely dances of the gods. And when they had fully decked her, they brought her to the gods, who welcomed her when they saw her, giving her their hands. Each one of them prayed that he might lead her home to be his wedded wife, so greatly were they amazed at the beauty of violet-crowned Cytherea."

The birth of Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, has the most exquisite introduction in the Greek Mythology.

Merged from the sea, with foam and bubbles, showered by flowers and songs. Nymphs and animals danced and celebrate the arrival of their Goddess.

That's usually what I feel like after a long steamy bath.

And due to my excess exercise with the crutches, I'd usually end up covered in sweat by the time I got home from work.

So, one day... After I got home from work, I gave Paw a call.


"I'm home now. Wanna do dinner?"


"I need to take a 'shower' first."

"That's fine."

"Okay. See you soon."

So I invited Paw to come over to my place. I've got to look and smell good. Since I always look tired and sleepy after work, I've decided to take a hot bath. The Water Nymph bath is the best way to relax my muscle, and give my skin that extra radiant boost, to make myself look refreshed.

Same ole' routine. I poured the bath salt into the tub, turned on the water, and allowed the floral aroma took my senses to the next level.

Then I dipped myself into the water with ease. (I no longer needed the crutch to do all the technical bathing moves)

Like recharging a battery, I felt energy rushed into my body.

Oh yes. Oh yes. Made me wanna sing. Baby.

Then, all of the sudden, I heard the door bell rang.




Exactly. Oh Sh*t!!

How in the word Paw got here in such a short period of time?!

He must have been on the road when I called!

I quickly rinsed off the soap on my body and craw my way out of the tub.

I was soaking wet. But still, I had to get up as soon as possible. I didn't want to let Paw wait.

To save time, instead of going though drying up my hair and my body, I wrapped the towel around my blue foot. So that the water won't get it.



"I'm Coming!" I screamed.

Then I ran out of the restroom. Leaving a trail of water behind.

My foot has have been recovering quite well. I was dashing with great speed.

"I'm Coming! I'm Coming!" I yelled as I ran toward the door.

I opened the door and there he was, standing at the entrance. Tight blue jeans and black leather jacket.

UH! Baby! I thought.

Buuurrrrrrr! I felt the chill brushing against my damp body.

I looked at Paw and said...

With my hair still wet, and the sweet scent of the bath water, I must have looked as sexy as one of those beach babes on the cover of magazines.

In my head, I played with the thoughts.

So, what do you think?

Am I sexy?

Do you desire me?

Oh yes. You must be.

Bow to the power of the Goddess!

Yes baby, You want me!

I'm the Sea Nymph!

Come, Come! Take my Hand!

Come to me!





Hello? Hello? You there?

Are you in shock?


He looked at me for a bit.

And finally opened his lips and said...


Then he walked right pass me.

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