Her thoughts turned her Halloween night [so far], the things Lorelai had gotten to finally do, and the things she had seen. Her mind kept turning to what she wanted, needed to do next . . .
Sneaking back into the house and into her room, Lorelai quickly and quietly undressed. She briefly looked at her young body in her full-length mirror, marveling at his perfect she looked, how grown up she looked.
Slipping into a terrycloth robe and her slippers, the girl left her room, went down the hall to the bathroom. She started the shower, getting the room all nice and steamy.
Unsashing her robe, Lorelai let it drop to the floor, and stepped into the shower. The hot spray felt good on her skin, in a different way the thicker spray of jizz had also felt good on her, which she was then soaping away. She also washed her hair, in case she'd caught any of the boy's sperm in her long, luxurious dark brown hair. She wanted to be perfectly clean.
Drying off, Lorelai carefully brushed her teeth and rinsed, wanting to make sure no smell of beer remained. Putting her robe back on, she shut off the light, left the still steamy bathroom [the house quiet as a tomb, Lorelai and her parents the only one there at that time of night] and returned to her bedroom.