Attempt to get the laundry

I headed to the door trying to look away, a difficult task. I reach for the handle as I can see my sister begin to uncover in my peripheral vision. I turn the knob and pull, but there’s a woman standing 4 centimeters from me. I back up away before she comes even closer. “Who’s this one now?” She asks to me in a 3rd person voice.

“I’m-uh er-,”her chest is now pressing against my own. “I’m Ashley’s brother, can I help you?” I can feel her entire body now, as if she’s really wearing nothing. She has on, only a blue tube top(that exposes her nipples), some shorts that are loose and fall below her hips, almost entirely exposing the seemingly last thing she wears, some pink panties.

“By your looks, maybe you can.” She said, implying sex, of course. “I’m Alice. Tell me, where is Ashley?” She didn’t hesitate with this question. I pointed inside. She glanced in and found the back of Ashley’s head poking out from above the couch. She could see her shoulders and that they were uncovered.

Alice looked back and fell backwards onto the ground at the early arrival of Alice. “What’re you doing here early?”

“I had time to kill, why are you na-?” She paused. “Were you two?” She made hand gestures.

“God no, Alice! C’mon!”

“I won’t judge.”

“Shut up!”

“Well seeing as I’m here, may as well help out a little.”