Annie Closet Novels & Stories

I like to think of myself as an optimist- at least this guy has a nice house. I continued into the room noticing three doors at the end. Two closets bigger than my entire room back in my pack, one filled with men's clothes drenched in his scent and one empty. The last door was a beautiful bathroom with a free-standing bath and a shower with a wide selection of soaps and shampoos.

Talen took the bag of blood from Rhett’s hand and led the way through to the door at the end of the shed. The bathroom was larger than Aislen had been expecting. One wall was lined with cubicles, some larger than others, showing the distinction between toilets and shower cubicles. Opposite was a row of sinks and mirrors. One of the shorter walls had a bench set beneath a row of hooks, several holding personal possessions, and the other shelves holding towels, bathrobes, and kits in little plastic bags.

Classical music, mainly instrumental and jazz. Flipping through the curtains, he found a door flush with the wall. He opened it and entered a small, narrow long room. The light turned on automatically. It was quite a nice-looking wardrobe. Empty wooden shelves, empty hangers, a large mirror and a stool. He took off his jacket and hung it on a hanger. He opened another door on the far wall. They led to an enormous bathroom. He liked this one exceptionally. After returning home, he decided to think about how to transform his bathroom into such a trinket.

This place look like those bathroom that were on magazines. I came out of the door and looked at the other side of the room, there is another door. I opened it, it was a large walk-in closet with lots of shelfs . Even all my cloths can not fill half of the closest. Inside the closest there was a glass door and a temperature adjuster outside it. I opened it, it was a steam room. Waoh, now what is left an amusement park behind a closed door? This man is fully loaded that's why women flocks around him even though he had a horrible reputation among the female population.

Was he kidding me right now? I held my tongue about what I wanted to say and let Daniel lead me to the bathroom. It was white. White his and hers sink, a white throne, a bidet, clean black and white floor tiles in intricate patterns in the shower, a sliding glass door, shining sliver shower knobs, and a head. Just wonderful and unique, and the bathroom led into a walk-in closet with a comfy white couch. Porcelain tiles lined the walls entirely and the floor. My eyes were saucers.

She grabbed a white T-shirt from the open wardrobe. "Oh, there is? Well you should've told me sooner then." Ryan slipped into a blue striped pajama bottom. "Will you free one of your wardrobes so that I can put on my clothes? Because this is the biggest dressing room I've ever seen." Claire wandered her eyes around for the umpteenth time. It was huge indeed: a modernly made shoe display with a countless pairs, and full-sized dressers filled with expensive looking suits and casual outfits. To the side was a little glass chest where colognes, aftershaves, deodorants, and masculine stuff were placed. Claire was in awe, but hardly surprised. It was Ryan after all.

I ignored it and pushed to my feet anyway. The bathroom was through the second door. Of course it was gorgeous. White marble, a shower big enough to host a small party, a freestanding tub, double sinks with backlit mirrors. A row of identical black bottles lined one side. I picked one up. Custom labels. CASSANDRA HUNTINGTON – Signature Scent

She vaguely remembered not being able to put them on earlier because she was too sleepy. Did Gavin put them on her? Gavin, who was missing in action during those moments. She carefully descended from the bed, stood up, and looked for the bathroom door among the three doors in the room. One led to the hallway, one to the bathroom, and the other to Gavin’s large walk-in closet. She couldn’t help but be amazed at the bachelor’s living space. Even the bathroom she entered was exquisite. Every single detail exuded elegance. Even the toilet bowl was gold-colored and automatic. It had a sensor that lifted the cover automatically and flushed when the user stood up.

Because the bathroom is where people tend to put all the most private and personal things that they need and always use. I know all this from experience: Aisha’s bathroom has this gigantic glass-encased closet thing that has all her skin and hair products arranged according to whichever she feels like using for the month. She changes her look every few weeks, so she tends to accumulate stuff. Colin’s bathroom at the Montagne el’Varel main residence (he still lives with his Lord Sycarus because elves aren’t big on moving about) has a five-foot deep bathing pool and if you check the cupboards, you’ll find a collection of bath salts, various soaps and scrubs, and bubble solutions. Colin is prob

But as for her panties, she'd rather go commando than wear used ones. Ariana glanced at the door across from the bathroom. There were no wardrobes in the room, so she was sure that the door led to a walk-in closet. She opened it, and she was right. She noticed several glass wardrobes attached to the wall, containing suits, shirts, and pants for the man. One of the wardrobes seemed to contain underwear and toiletries. In the middle of the room, there was a square-shaped closet with shelves that Ariana didn't want to explore.