My fantasies of how I douse myself

Under the moonlight, in a quiet garden, I decided to do something unusual. Lifting the bottle of milk, I felt the pleasant coolness of its liquid on my skin. Our great-grandmothers believed in its unique beauty properties, and I wanted to test it for myself.<br> A stream of milk flowed down my fingers like liquid gold, bathing my skin with softness and tenderness. I felt every drop penetrate my pores, leaving my skin incredibly smooth and hydrated.<br> Slowly, like a dance, I poured the milk over myself, enjoying its aroma and texture. It was a moment of true luxury and peace. Under the moonlight, I felt like a part of nature, surrounding me with its tenderness and care.<br> When the bottle was empty and my skin became soft and tender, I lay down on the grass, sighing happily. This unforgettable experience filled me with peace and harmony, and I fell asleep under the starry sky, knowing that I would wake up in the morning with new energy and beauty.