I decide to have my bath in the bathroom in the hallway. Cade is nowhere in sight so I tug off the robe I'm wearing and toss it to the nearest chair, open the brown door and walk in.  I set my washing things on the basin and face the mirror, gazing at the body reflecting inside, at my breasts and all then reach to shuffle my hair sighing. Why can't I have a body like all those peeps with figure eight? I roll my eyes leaning forward in the mirror, opening my mouth and barring my teeth.  Then I notice something like weird just inside the mirror. Like a butt, not mine, I smile to myself. Who keeps naked mannequins in their visitors bathroom. I turn to see the stuff only to freeze. Turns out the owner of the butt is Cade and he's staring at me, not his mannequin but his real self. My hand flies to my mouth " What are you doing here? "  " I should be asking you that. " I feel like fainting. The fact that I am naked and he is like alm