Botan started changing clothes right in front of me without hesitation, but I wasn't looking at him. He would have commented if I did, but I didn't feel like looking either. I was embarrassed. The excitement I felt made me even more embarrassed. He must have gotten dressed because he opened the window and lit a cigarette. I could already smell the smoke on him, but it was the first time I saw him smoking. He was blowing the smoke out the window to prevent the smell from lingering in the room. I got up and, while looking out the window, put on the nightgown left for me. Thankfully, it wasn't revealing. It was an old-fashioned nightgown, which suited me fine. As I thought I had dressed without Botan seeing, I walked toward the bed and noticed the window Botan had opened. The spot where I had
