With her head somewhat cleared, she warmed the water but then had a different idea. Running hot water into the bathtub — it was as hot as she though... she could stand — she went to her medicine cabinet and opened a bottle that had been sitting there for months. It was a bottle of musk oil that had never been opened.Pouring half the bottle into the hot bath water, she climbed into the tub gasping from the heat of the water when she did. She lay back in the tub and idly gathered the oil on the. "I think she was expecting me to laugh, but instead I tried to relieve her, "Beds are dangerous; my brother broke his pinky finger falling out of his, and I broke my big toe on one. Granted I was kicking mine at the time."She smiled and I looked at her fully for the first time as a girl instead of just another customer. She was under five feet tall as the top of her head didn't even come over my shoulders. Her hair was a long straight dark brown that was almost black. Her skin was very. We clock watched all night and only had 2 pints till the time arrived to set off home we got to my house about 21.50hrs a bit earlier than we planned but we just said fuck it lets go in early and we were greeted with her sat on the sofa watching tv in her silk dressing gown she was a bit pissed she was onto the 2nd bottle of wine and she just smiled at us and said your home early i told her it was a bit boring tonight so we came home to keep her company. She asked us if we wanted a beer i said. In an attempt to figure out what was causing my unhappiness, I looked for answers in books, tried to talk to my Mother and eventually went to see a psychologist. All of the information I received attributed the way I was feeling to my husband, and similar to the majority of women, I began to view my husband as the culprit too.Later, through my own research, I discovered that what I was experiencing was quite normal. In fact, women are the most likely to divorce in their late twenties and.