Back to the cottage. And something slightly puzzling.

You decide to go back to your cottage and clean up before getting ready to meet Christina. You're not sure if it can be called a 'date' but you're looking forward to it as if it is. With your mind on feel of her mouth and tongue as you kiss you stroll down the path towards your cottage, enjoying the feel of the cooling afternoon shade.

You're nearing home when a slender red head comes out of the path leading to your cottage, she turns with a happy smile, waving back, then looks startled as she sees you coming. She's wearing a paint stained tank top and shorts, and looks more than a little tousled, but attractive in spite of, or perhaps because of that.

You smile and nod at her, wishing her a cheery 'Good Afternoon' and getting a nervous smile and a mumble in reply as you pass her. When you turn down the side path to your cottage you hear her stop, and out of the corner of your eye see her staring in what might be alarm. A moment later you hear the sound of running footsteps diminishing into the distance.

Giving your head a little shake of puzzlement you step up on the porch and open the door, stepping into your cottage. You see no one, but hear a clatter of noise and running water from somewhere back in the house.

"Hello?" you call.