Bathroom

Impulsively I run over bottomless to the bathroom leaving my pants on the stairs behind. I shut the door and take a few deep breaths. I pull my shirt down to see how much it can cover. Not reaching my vagina I let go and put my hand back over my privates. Placing my fingers over my lips, I notice how wet I’ve subconsciously gotten. I hear the hallway door close sobering me back up to the situation. I barely crack the door and peek out seeing the janitor lady. She’s a sweet old Latin women that doesn’t speak practically any English. I see her notice the sweatpants right a way and heads up the stairs. She comes back into view holding my pants. Seeing her start to turn my way I let the door go and step back. I turn and trot over to one of the middle stalls. I slowly shut the stall door as I hear the main bathroom door open. Terrified, I hear the old Latin lady yell two words. “Occupy?” And “pants?” Both said as a question. Not knowing if I should answer for my sweats or just stay hidden.