Busted

Just as Alison was about to speak, the sudden sound of loud, authoritative voices and heavy footsteps echoed through the restroom. The door burst open, and a group of police officers stormed in, their eyes scanning the stalls with determination.

"Freeze!" one of the officers shouted, his hand resting on his holstered gun. "Hands where we can see them!"

Tim and Alison exchanged a shocked glance, their minds racing as they quickly pulled up their pants and raised their hands in surrender. The adrenaline from their recent activities was instantly replaced with a surge of panic and excitement.

"What's going on?" Alison asked, her voice steady despite the chaos. "We were just... taking a moment to ourselves."

The lead officer stepped forward, his expression serious but curious. "We received a report of suspicious activity in this restroom. Mind telling us what you two were up to?"

Alison chuckled softly, a mischievous spark returning to her eyes. "Just a bit of fun before our flight, officer. Nothing illegal, I assure you."