She pulls off her clothes from the day before and puts them in a basket on the closet floor. She catches a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror and lets out a gasp of surprise. She looks down at her body and then back at her reflection. She turns to the right, then to the left, then even more to the right, and then even more to the left.
She gazes at her long limbs and then at the gentle curves and soft swells with interesting shapes, patterns and varying colors. She’d seen the human form during her training, but it’s quite different seeing it in person, literally, as a person. She’s nowhere near as big as most of the women she saw at the hospital or restaurant—or Linda—but not as thin as some others she’s seen either.
This vehicle is amazingly beautiful!
The morning starlight—by now she knows it’s called the sun here, but she prefers star, since that’s what the sun is—lighting up the bedroom casts her in a golden glow. She t
urns and looks over her shoulder to see the back of her in the mirror. Her long, light-brown-colored hair—she could match the living-room furniture, too—falls down her back like a veil.
It’s one thing to study human beings. It’s a whole other thing altogether to be encased in this gorgeous piece of Creation.
She pulls on a robe that’s hanging on the closet door—and then becomes lost for several moments in the sensual sensation of the soft, plush pile against her skin. “Ohhhhhhhhhh!” She slips into a pair of slippers and giggles as the softness caresses her feet.
She wanders down the hall to the bathroom, which is also very yellow with wallpaper, towels, fuzzy rug, and prints featuring that color. She examines the tub and the faucets, remembering coming across such objects in her Googling and Youtubing. She starts filling the tub, adjusting the temperature to something that feels good, and climbs in.
Not only is the water pressing against her, head to toe, a sensory pleasure in itself, she also runs her hands over this luscious body thing of hers. Nothing in her eternal life had ever felt like this. “Ahhhhhhhhhh!”
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