Hide behind a Luggage Trolley

"Good choice," Beth cheered from behind the trolley with her boyfriend. Various bags and cases were stacked high on the platform. Beth's face peered through a gap created by a diagonal guitar case. The Player meanwhile was just barely able to pop his head over the highest stacked briefcase. "No one will be able to see us." Beth continued looking behind them. "At least not from the front."

"Then let's give the other guests a wide birth." The Player suggested. With a nod from his girlfriend, the pair began precariously moving the trolley. Keeping their backs to the wall of the lobby to further insure no one noticed their nudity. Outside of mooning the front entrance for a second the journey was a roaring success. Almost no one noticed them moving through the lobby and those that did barely considered they were doing more than checking in.

"Wow this worked great." Beth said proudly as they the home stretch. "Another brilliant idea from yours truly."

"Yours truly?" The Player replied. "This was my decision."

"Well sure you picked the right option, but who made those options, hmmm?"

I don't know they just popped up on screen." The Player shrugged. "Am I supposed to assume you made them?"

"Yes, you're supposed to assume I made them!" Beth pouted. "It's my game after all."

"But why couldn't I have just come up with this idea?"

"Listen you," Beth started, furrowing her brow. However, she didn't get to finish her thought as the couple were suddenly interrupted.

"Hey those are our bags!" A voice cried out across the lobby. Beth and the Player went wide eyed as they turned and saw a portly man in a Hawaiian shirt marching towards them, his arm outstretched and pointing at the trolley so there could be no denying what he was talking about. Somehow neither of our genius protagonists had considered that this big stack of luggage belonged to anyone.

"Neither mind this was your idea." Beth said in a monotone voice. The Player didn't answer instead he just pushed the trolley harder trying to get it to the pool entrance before the man caught up to them. It was a race against time for their decency.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going?" The portly man cried. He too picked up the pace. The Player gritted his teeth. Only a few more feet to the pool entrance they were almost home free when the trolley suddenly jolted to a stop. The man had caught up and slammed his foot on the trolley with such **** it was suddenly immovable. The nude couple stared at him as he took a beat to catch his breath. Clearly, he had not expected to be running right now.

"What the, huh, hell, huh, do you think you're doing?"

"Um bellhop service?" Beth smiled raising her bare shoulders in a cute but embarrassed manner.

"Well, that's sweet," the man said sarcastically clearly not believing her. "But I think, huh, we'll take it from here."

"We?" The player asked before noticed the large group slowly surrounding them. There were children, middle aged women, a married couple around his and Beth's ages and an old man on a scooter. It was a whole extended family, and they were staring down the couple's only cover.

The Player tried to make just one more plea but it was too late. The family descended on the trolley like a pack of hungry piranhas pulling bag after bag from the cart. As more of their bare skin was exposed, Beth and the Player tried to save what they could. Grabbing bag themselves to use as cover, but those too were snatched away before they could be of use.

When there feeding frenzy was done the family stepped back behind their portly patriarch arms now filled with luggage and leaving the trolley, much like our heroes, completely bare. Still, it wasn't all doom and gloom for Beth and The Player. It seemed some ideas that didn't belong to this large party had been left on the trolley. Beth was currently hugging a black duffle bag against her pale skin. It was long and thin, probably used to carry sports equipment, so her hips and sideboob were still on full display. Meanwhile The Player grasped a leather briefcase against his junk. It was so small it barely concealed more than a pair of tidy whities.

The family stood there in shock as did the rest of the lobby who had taken interest on the situation the moment the patriarch had started yelling. They all stared dumbfounded at the naked couple confused about what had just happened.

"Jesus you lot didn't need to take EVERYTHING did ya?" The old man on the scooter spoke up. A few chuckles rang out across the lobby including from our naked heroes who laughed through clutched, terrified smiles.

"Well, um, you all enjoy your stay." Beth commented as the pair began awkwardly crabwalking towards the pool entrance, their eyes darting between all the different people in the lobby staring. The family started to disperse but they kept their eyes on the couple. The young boys zeroed in on Beth while the older Aunties covered their smiles while watching The Player. When they finally made it to the door Beth fumbled with the handle for a second, refusing to turn towards it and expose her butt to the onlookers. Eventually she got it open and the naked lovers slid through the half open door. Flinging their borrowed luggage back into the lobby before closing the door behind them.