The afternoon sun was especially brilliant, shining through the gauzy curtains and flooding the spacious villa with light.
Separated by just a wall, faint sounds of water flowing over a young girl's skin could be heard to my ears, reminding me of the young lady's bathing habits I'd heard about before—first a rinse with plain water, followed by a luxurious soak in the tub.
Damn it, if only there weren't so many people today, I should be part of that bubbly bubble bath too.
Only now do I understand the devastating power of a lovesick boy's phrase, "Just hearing the sound of bathing, I could eat three bowls of rice."
Shaking my head and feeling somewhat downcast, I thought of leaving the second-floor public bathroom, but to my surprise, a dazzling silhouette came my way.
Golden locks shimmered in the air, casting brilliant reflections, while her healthy coffee-colored skin was smooth and radiant, and her gorgeous little face exuded a maturity beyond her years.
