Chapter 85: A Healing Evening (1)
“Whether you saw or not, please pretend you didn’t see anything!”
...I got the former Rachel, but I’ve no idea what you meant by that last part.
Isn’t it not seeing it the same as pretending to not have seen it...?
In a rare moment of wisdom, I decided to simply bow my head and not say anything, picking up her towel that had floated in the water.
Rachel quickly snatched the towel and covered herself.
However, she didn’t seem to realize I could still see her body in the water mirror.
You see, common sense dictates that I should tightly shut off my eyes, but my male instincts won the battle as I found myself utterly petrified, forced to keep staring at the water’s reflection.
......She’s truly a goddess incarnate...
The gently rippling water only accentuated her body’s voluptuous curves.
Was that how Actaeon felt when he peeked at Artemis?
Hell, if the village chief saw this, I have no doubts he would have gone around the town boasting that his ‘family heirloom’ was truly the bath of the gods.