The next night, he went to the ally way, and followed her sent; he traced it for three miles to a small house the size of a log cabin. He sniffed the air for other residents, but there was no trace of another mortal. He went to a side window and was about to open it and crawl inside.
A light switched, the side window was illuminated with a dim red light that got a little bit brighter every few minutes.
He walked to the window and looked in, there were candles lit, that was the lighting that appeared to get brighter, this was the bathroom, the water was running in the bathtub, and soap bubbles were floating in pockets around the water, a bubble bath, human women favored this.
The bathroom door's handle twisted, and the girl, in a cream colored robe, walked through it.
She untied her hair, and began to loosen the strings of her robe, he looked away knowing if he continued to watch, that he would rid her of her privacy, and, if she saw him, her trust in all men.
He heard the bathwater come to a stop, he waited and then looked through the window, her body was submerged in the bubble water and only her shoulders, and knees shown.
His mind was filled with desires, the place were his heart should be beating, was pulsing, the doorbell rang, and he hid himself among the shadows of the trees.