Kasy
We’ve reached the sweat house.
It appears to be a door, on the side of a hill. On closer inspection, I see bricks that have been built. But over the years, it’s definitely become one with the countryside.
The river flows next to us, it looks cold. But no doubt refreshing once you’ve been in the hot for a long time.
I’m handed one of the scraps of material.
“This is my sweat rag right? Please say its my sweat rag!” I ask Becks and she shakes her head and nods to my bottom half with a laugh.
“Should of picked the spa!” at the look on my face she roars with laughter again.
“You’re enjoying this way to much!” I grouch at her.
Following Becks lead, I strip off and attach the loin cloth around my waist to cover the important parts.
Becks like most were creatures has no prob
