she's just gotten out of the shower, & water is pooling at her feet
in small puddles as she walks. wet hair hangs over her shoulders
& slender fingers are crawling through the locks, trying to diminish
the tangles that came from the wash. she's in nothing but a towel &
she's not paying much attention to anything around her. her hairs
been combed enough now so that she can smooth it through without
a hitch. & now she's dressing, easily dropping the towel & walking
around her room in nothing, it's what she usually does. but she's
tugging on clothing, panties, her favorite night shirt -- that's all.
clothes aren't important at night. she'd sleep naked if her mother
didn't check on her all of the time. the woman was paranoid. oh
well. it's not like anyone was watching her.