Jo

"Hello?" asked Jo, pushing the heavy bathroom door open wide enough to gain entry. The blind coed could feel the humid results of a recent lengthy shower hitting her face as she stepped onto the cool linoleum barefoot. The atmosphere seemed positively oppressive surrounding her. The flimsy tee shirt she had pulled on before she left her own bathroom downstairs seemed to dampen just from contact with the thick air. She cocked her head slightly. She thought she heard the deep breathing of at least one person in the relatively small facility.

"I don't mean to intrude," the brunette offered, thinking she may have walked in on somebody in the altogether and embarrassed them. Though, she mused, after their drunken little social that didn't seem possible. She padded forward on the naked soles of her feet, continuing.

"It's just... I was trying to get a shower going downstairs, and there didn't seem to be any hot water. I didn't know if it was a boiler problem... or if people on the upper floors were washing up as well." Jo stopped a second, not hearing any response. "Is anyone still in here?"

The four stood stone silent as they watched the Poli Sci major step, ever so tentatively, inside the bathroom they had shared, in more ways than one. It was the first time any of them had seen the friendly brunette without her sunglasses on. As the girl's sightless brown eyes gazed in each of their directions, it was as if she could read from their expressions what had gone on in here, the real reason for her lack of hot water. Suddenly the playful girl-girl action seemed more wanton and vile, at least to Allison and Anita. They were closest to the open doorway, both wrapped in towels and considering stepping out before Jo realized exactly who and how many were in the room with her. Neither wanted to explain their way out of this situation.

The titian-maned twins, meanwhile, were standing the furthest away from their newest visitor when she entered. Erica had grabbed her sister Sam's wrist when the pretty coed first entered, nearly drawing blood from her twin as her nails sunk into Samantha's tender flesh. She flashed back to the kiss the two had shared earlier in their game of 'Truth-or-Dare'. Standing here, naked before her now, well...

Sam winced when her sister sunk her nails deep into her arm at her excitement at seeing the visually-impaired coed enter, but said nothing, simply pulling Eric's fingers from her arm as she eyed the brunette. She wondered if the brunette realized her white tee showed off so much. The thin white cotton clung damply to the outthrust cones of her breasts, doing nothing to hide the chocolate brown aureoles beneath, or the dents the pebbles of her nipples made in the white material. The jersey hemmed out high on the girl's lithe hips as well, showing the shadow of a full pussy bush quite clearly. Sam couldn't help but lick her pink, beestung lips as she advanced a step, now pulling at her sister's arm.

The four knew someone must speak up, because they could tell from Jo's expression that she detected someone in here. Then there was the matter of Cathy. A smile was on the blonde American's face, a fingertip in her mouth as she held the bath towel over her naked curves as she curled on the pink bath rug. She lay right in the path of the blind girl's travel, blissfully unaware of what was going on... again.

All four exchanged glances… who would answer?