Later on, I went back for a bath, and thank goodness he wasn't there. The shocking realization still struck me. We shared a bathhouse and I had no idea until now, I guess our timing just met at a really bad time.
I was still flushed about what happened and more the idea of him almost seeing me completely naked, and what's worse I can't get the image of his backside off my head, it was like an imprint to my brain I couldn't remove.
The sinful feeling I felt when he touched my waist, I wanted him to touch me more, I wanted it so bad that I couldn't recognize myself anymore.
I should snap out of it, I shouldn't be feeling this way for this man, he was dangerous just like Cora said, he had tried to get rid of me once, he could do it again.
I frowned at my look in the mirror. It's high time I snapped out of this lustful feeling towards him. For all I knew he could be playing me, I shouldn't believe his words or any mysterious affections he showed.
