You can't look away.

You couldn’t avert your gaze as she dipped her toes in the water. Seeming satisfied, she completely disrobes in front of you and slowly enters the water. Eyes still affixed to her now nude body, your focus is entirely on her submerging herself in the water. All the noises seem to be tuned out and all the color seems to gravitate towards her. As the water level meets her waist, she scoops up a handful of the elixir and splashes her face and torso. It seems like infinity, squinting to watch a bead of water race down her neck to her chest. Looking back up, your gaze finally meets hers. In an instant, you’re woken up from this trance. Like a flash, you head back inside and close the door behind you. “Fuck,” you whisper to yourself. “She’s going to think I’m a pervert. Ahh I hope I’ll never see her again.” The only thing you can think about is seeing her again.