Every so often, I hear from fellow wetlook lovers through the Internet and they share their stories with me. This is the tale of Katrina, who went away for a weekend with friends and unexpectedly found herself enjoying a first-time experience which she planned to repeat many times over!
It was last November that we had the weekend away with the Transition Year class in Wales and we were staying in this amazing hostel. I had three of my best friends with me on the trip - Mel, Dee and Ashley - and we knew it was going to be a brilliant few days!
On the Saturday evening, after an exhausting spell of hill walking, we had some down time at the hostel and, with the TV taken over by the boys and their soccer, us girls were left to entertain ourselves, which on a dark November night with no Internet was not easy. Except that I had the most awesome friends ever so it turned out great for us!
We created our own fun by taking part in a round of dares. We all drew straws to see who would perform their dare first and who would get to dare them. I was first up for choosing a dare, which would be carried out by Mel. I dared her to sing the highest-pitched song she could think of. She chose the Celine Dion song from Titanic and was so bad at it that it was more destroyed than the ship! We all fell around laughing and Mel admitted she wouldn't be auditioning for X Factor any time soon.
Ashley dared Dee to slide down the stairway on a mattress. She got halfway down before tumbling off the mattress after it got stuck. Dee rolled to the bottom of the stairs and, once we knew she wasn't hurt, we all laughed uncontrollably. Next it was Mel's turn to give Ashley a dare, which also involved the stairway. This one involved going up the stairs, though, and doing so while wrapped in a sleeping bag. Ashley hopped uneasily up the stairs, clinging to the top of her sleeping bag as she struggled badly to keep her balance while bunny-hopping on to each step. Dee and I were a couple of steps behind her in case she fell backwards, which she almost did but thankfully Ashley made it to the top. Now, at last, it was my turn. What did Dee have in mind for me?
"OK Katrina, I'm giving you a choice for your dare. I dare you to either take a freezing cold shower, or to have a shower with all of your clothes on."
I thought about it for a minute or so. I knew I'd hate the cold shower, but I was intrigued by showering in my clothes. Neither of them was too appealing, but I decided that taking the shower in my clothes was the lesser of two evils. I told the girls my decision and we giddily made our way to the bathroom for my embarrassment. Here I was, about to stand under a shower wearing a T-shirt, tracksuit pants and socks. At least Dee allowed me to set the temperature of the water, so I chose a nice, warm shower.
I switched on the shower, my eyes shut at the fear of what I was about to do. I very slowly placed my right arm underneath the gushing water and let out a scream, turning away as I looked downward to where the right sleeve of my T-shirt was now soaked. I took a few seconds before standing underneath the shower again, but this time I stayed put, turning to get my left side wet.
I then gazed up at the shower unit and let the water crash off my face, my eyes closed as I concentrated on sensing the feeling. I felt the front of my body getting drenched before turning around to wet my back, the one part that had been dry up to then. My clothes stuck to me as if I had glued them on, but the warmth of the water meant that it was actually a nice feeling.
All the while, the girls were almost crying with laughter and Dee asked me "How does it feel Kat?"
"Pretty goddamn awesome, actually!" I replied with a smile. There's no way the cold shower without clothes would have been this enjoyable. I must have stayed in the shower for at least five minutes, occasionally splashing my blue and pink socks in the puddles that formed on the tiles.
I was actually a little disappointed when I came out of the shower, believing I should have stayed in it a bit longer. I had my dare completed, though, and I maintain that I had the best one! I knew by the look on Dee's face that she didn't expect me to be this happy about it afterwards. I even tried to convince the other girls to try taking a shower in their clothes, but they were put off by my sodden appearance and how uneasily I trudged back to our dorm. There was also a smell of damp off the wet clothes after I stuffed them into my bag - maybe I should have tried to put them on a radiator! - but I didn't care.
As we went to bed that night, I told myself that I couldn't wait to have a fully clothed shower soon again, although I suspect that it wouldn't be as much fun without my friends watching! Thank you for reading and now I'm passing the dare on to YOU...I dare you to get in the shower in all of your clothes. You will not regret it!
If you liked Katrina's story, I hope to add some more in the next few weeks. Hugs to Katrina and my wetlook friends!
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