Aisle Seat Guy, with an accusation

She looked to her left, shoulders still drawn in to try and cover herself up. The man in the aisle seat was looking at her a bit strangely, though of course Candace knew her situation was wildly out of the ordinary. Still, she flushed with shame under his gaze.

"Y-yes?" she said.

"Were you just touching yourself just now?"

Her stomach dropped. Candace was starting to identify the emotions on his face - disgust, embarrassment, annoyance. "Wh-what?! No, I wasn't- I was just- There was water on my- I w-was-"

The man scoffed, then reached above her to press the button to call the flight attendant. Candace drew in a sharp breath, starting to hyperventilate. She looked around the plane wildly, only to be met with more gawking, more revulsion. Nobody was coming to her aid. She simply hugged her torso, legs pressed tightly together, and waited.

The man berated her under his breath in the meantime, and Candace just sat there and listened. "Disgusting, taking your clothes off in a plane bathroom," he muttered, shaking his head. "Showing yourself to whoever'll look. Like a fuckin' animal."

Finally, Jenny arrived, bringing her chipper energy back into the mix. Candace was happy to see she was the one to answer the call, and tried to speak before the man did. "Jenny! Please, can I have a bl-"

But the man was too loud. "Excuse me, miss, this woman was just masturbating."

At the sound of his voice, everyone within ten feet of her whipped their heads around to look. Candace's heart was pounding, worried she was about to be arrested. "N-no, I-"

But Jenny's eyebrows had shot up to her hairline. "Ma'am!" she exclaimed, disappointment evident in her tone. "Is that why you took all your clothes off?"

"I didn't take all my clothes off!" she said desperately. She couldn't make the events happening around her make sense. She couldn't explain herself calmly, and things were rapidly spinning out of control.

"Is this true?" Jenny was ignoring her and speaking to the window seat guy now, and Candace looked around to see he was staring at the events unfolding before him with great attention. He looked away from Candace to Jenny, and seemed almost surprised she was speaking to him. She tried to plead with her eyes, to get him to vouch for her.

"Oh, uh, yeah. I mean, I heard her, uh, moaning a little," he said.

"She's not in her right mind, clearly," the aisle seat man said. "I can't sit next to someone who's diddling themselves the entire flight!"

He was making a scene, and Candace could tell Jenny wanted to resolve the issue as quickly as possible. She could only dread what that meant for her.

"I am so sorry, sir," she said. "Let me go talk to my boss, and I'll come back with a solution."