After returning to his room, Ethan took a cold bath in order to calm himself down.
His body already felt numb after his late-night-encounter with Lily, so even the cold water was unable to make him shiver.
After drying himself off, he changed to a different set of pajamas and laid down on the bed. Looking up at the ceiling.
His left hand slowly moved to touch his left cheek, where Lily had licked him.
This was the first time that a girl had licked his face, and he didn’t know how to feel about it.
Back on the farm, Ethan had a pet cat that he named Tabby. This cat was quite chubby, but not overweight.
She would usually spend most of the day lying on the couch, or lying near the fireplace. The only time she actively sought him was when she was feeling hungry.
At night, she would sometimes go into Ethan’s room to sleep above his head. Tabby had a weird habit, and that was to lick Ethan’s hair, as if cleaning him up like she usually did to groom herself.