The Beastliness of the strokes were drifting her to shores unknown. The unfamiliarity of the sensation brought visions which would be disturbed if she opened her eyes.
She closed her eyes shut, and like a vessel that goes through the eye of a storm, she went sightless, with all her engines roaring.
When she opened her eyes she saw the spent beast, back to his nice self.
She forgives herself, for the sensation showered, every time!!