I went into the bathroom and drew the water in the oversized porcelain tub. The thing had to be at least 100 years old and it was one of the reasons we rented the apartment. It stood near a big window that opened over the backyard. You could hear the birds sing while enjoying a soak in mornings. Not a bad way to start the day.

“Okay, honey, the bath is ready!” I said.

I heard Maggie coming down the short hall from the kitchen and, finally entering the bathroom, looking pretty skeptical, she said, “Oh, this is going to be interesting!”

“You first!” I said as I motioned towards the tub.

Sliding into the tub with my assistance, she looked a little self-conscious, but after getting her in the hot water she looked up at me and said, “Okay, jungle boy, you’re next!”

Taking that in stride, I slid into the end of the tub, and with my knees up I actually fit!

We both laughed and sat in the old tub soaking in a nice hot bath, and Maggie with her usual wit quipped, “You know you’d do anything to get a naked woman in this tub with you!”

“Even a pregnant lady!” I said with a smile.