He sees a reflected breast, but that's all

Kjerstin waited in the bathroom, uncertain as to whether she should get back in the shower or hide behind the door. If Lester burst in he'd see her naked.

"Kirsten?" Lester called, knocking politely on the door, making the girl jump, which in turn set her large breasts wobbling. Joe, seeing it on film, would be jumping as well, albeit in joy.

"Lester, I need towels."

"You didn't bring any?" he asked, and she felt foolish.

"I... I did not think of it."

"Alright, hang on. You won't want to use the ones I just used and my spares are in the laundry basket. I think the family that lived here before me left a couple."

"Okay," she said, and not knowing what else to do began inspecting herself in the mirror, admiring her own beauty as usual. "I need to find a gym," she told herself as her finely toned butt angled toward the mirror. "And shopping."

Her brow furrowed as she began to think of what she would need and that she would have to find a way to keep paying for it. She was not rich, neither were her parents. She had enough money to come here, but not yet enough to be comfortable or to make it through a school year. She had only the summer in which to scrape the money together.

Another knock sounded and she jumped again. Lester stood outside the door, though he had never actually left, and waited for the door to open. "You have towels?" she asked, opening the door a little and leaning out. Her heavy breast shifted with her weight, revealing most of itself to Lester, but frustratingly her nipple remained out of sight.

"I think this belonged to the teenage girl. It looks a little small, but it'll get you dry," Lester said as he handed the small towels to the naked girl. If only she'd move a few inches to her left he'd be a happy man. Even seeing her reflection in the mirror didn't quite show her nipples.

Then she shifted to put the towels on the counter and he nearly gasped in delight. One large breast was shown in all its glory, showing her pink, pointy nipples, just like on the monitor. Now if only he could actually see it in person instead of through a monitor or a reflected surface.

"Anything else you need? You can borrow my shaving kit if you need it," he offered.

"Shaving... oh, no. I wax." she told him, adding as she closed the door, "Thank you."

"You're welcome," Lester answered, singing inside. Waxes!

Kjerstin stood inside the door as she unfolded the towels. One she wrapped around her hair while the other was used to dry off her body. Having dripped while waiting she cleaned the floor and then wrapped the towel around herself. She was dismayed to find it was indeed small, and by adjusting it she was barely able to cover herself from her nipples to her crotch.

Twisting the towel to secure it she picked up her toiletries, took another look around, and stepped out into the hall. Since her room was toward the other end she padded quickly down the length of the hall, adjusting her towel a little and hoping that Lester wouldn't see her.