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get the hell out of this house, but I'm

curious, so I approach the bathroom

cautiously. The mirror directly opposite

the doorway means I can spy on him

without him realizing it. His back is to

me. I step closer and risk a peek. He's

so beautiful, the water cascading over

him. I have the urge to touch him, show

myself. That would be stupid, and, I,

dear Sin, am far from stupid. Still, I

watch, and my cheeks heat when he fists