The girl was barefoot and wearing a thin pink silk nightgown. A beam of moonlight was shining through the window, turning the nightgown semi-transparent and outlining her hidden curves. My breathing quickened uncontrollably. The sight was even more arousing than if she had been completely naked.
After the girl entered the bedroom and locked the door, she tiptoed over to the bed and stared at me for a moment. Her liquid eyes were tinged with various complex emotions.
Silence hung between us for a moment, and when she suddenly spoke up, her voice was gentle yet careful, “Are… are you asleep?”
I slowly opened my eyes and stared into hers.
For a time, the two of us—one lying on the bed, and another standing next to it—just looked at each other in complete silence.
She was trembling beneat
