Conserve Water, Shower together

I was going to the pshychologist, and trying to remember who my dr. was by going through some kind of greatest hits collection. I knew it was a guy, and he was one of my favorites. I thought it was Beck. My dad was going to take me, but first he went around getting bags of ice. I don't know why. When he came back, he was Christopher Walken. I went to the doctor, but the visit was incredibly brief, I filled out one form and Walken complained about how they were mistreating me, but it wasn't about a treatment, it was a job.

I went to my hotel room, to get ready for a big event, and my girlfriend came with me, we were talking about what had happened, and I told her that I had to go take a shower, I'd come right back. I left the room, and came back in for something, and she looked disappointed, so I asked her if she wanted to come with me. She was very happy with that idea. We grabbed our robes, and headed for the hotel showers. The showers were in this huge room, it was bigger than my house by far, with about 30 ft ceilings, and completely tiled in brown tiles about 2' x 2'. She started to disrobe, and I liked what I saw. She would lose an item of clothing, then I would. We were all stripped down except for our shirts, and I remember feeling vaguely self conscious, but not terribly so. For some reason, she didn't like her breasts. I went ahead and took off my shirt, and she was impressed, and told me I was beautiful. Another one of our friends came in, but we didn't mind, because the sexual tension was there but not overwhelming. We hurried down to the showers, with were recessed into huge floor to ceiling windows, three spouts to a section. I went to step down into the beginning of the shower area.

I was in water that was over my head, still trying to swim to the water. I remembered that I forgot my shampoo, but there was lots of it floating around. Speaking of floating, I was floating on the top of the water with no effort. I explained this to my friend, who thought it was completely normal, so I relaxed. We went to one side of the room, there was this giant staircase covered in water, and we swam up the stairs, and when we reached the top, we realized that the way down was through the dining room. The stairs were a visual focus in the dining room, and people would swim/slide through. I thought briefly about my nakedness, and didn't want certain people to know about my Sapphic adventures, but wasn't that concerned. I wasn't afraid. We decided to play for a while.

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Something weird about a grandfather who was a carnival act, and he took me to meet some of his carnie friends. We walk in the door, and the friend is a man the size of a Barbie, that my relative used to launch into the air, and now he and his wife came over to take care of them sometimes, because they couldn't take care of myself. They were called Copper babies, for some reason having to do with the powder form of copper. Today, the little man had a splinter in his behind that the grandmother had to remove.