What's next?

Are you sure?

“Are you sure this is all that’s there?” Hazel asked the spa worker, clutching the tiny towel to her naked body.

“Yes I’m afraid” the worker responded, “we’re all out of regular towels, this is all I can do” in truth there was a whole storage cupboard full of them, but the naked embarrassed beauty in front of him didn’t need to know that. He cursed himself for not giving her no towel at all.

“Well, o-ok” Hazel responded, trying to figure out how she’d make this work. The towel was so small, she could either cover only her front or her back at a time, and even still her front was barely covered if she settled for that.