No clothes

"I'm sorry. I'll bring your clothes, but you shouldn't wear any until your heal." The receptionist explained. "Pretty soon even that bikini will be causing you a lot of pain."

"But... what can I do!" Lauren squealed as the receptionist threw her clothes in a bag. Then she took Lauren by the hand.

"Come on, I'll take you home. We'll get your car later."

With no other choice Lauren followed the receptionist. Due the the burns, she found she could barely walk. Her legs wouldn't bend right, she had to keep all her limbs sticking out straight and waddle forward. Her skin felt warm and tingly. She wished her bathing suit wasn't so small and revealing as the moved towards the front door of the salon..