Peeking in the shower.

She would go to the bathroom. It wasn't a big deal. Bodies were natural and personal space wasn't really anything to be concerned about between friends, especially cosplaying friends. After all the shit that Terri had seen in convention halls and changing rooms, she knew that it wouldn't be a problem to open the bathroom door.

Terri then walked across the hotel room, trying to mimic Lynn's sashay a little bit. Damn, if that girl didn't know how to work what she had. Terri was more than a little bit envious. Maybe she could convince Lynn to 'show her the ropes,' so to speak.

That made another image pop into Terri's mind, and it wasn't one that Terri disliked. She pushed it away nonetheless and headed over to the bathroom. The door to the bathroom was right by the door to the room proper, in a little hallway with a closet where they kept their casual shoes. There was no way that Joy would allow them to keep their shoes on a hotel room floor, no sir. She had actually confiscated them along with all the props from their costumes when they arrived at the hotel. "For safekeeping," the group quartermaster had explained when the others had complained.

Terri wandered over to the door of the bathroom and pressed her ear against it. She could hear the sound of water pounding against the walls of the shower... and against Lynn's naked body. There was steam spilling out from under the door. Suddenly Terri couldn't think straight. The idea that Lynn was only a few feet away, just on the other side of this door, was too much to take. Silently, she cracked the door open-- just a couple of inches, in case Lynn could see the door. She pressed her eye against the crack between the door and the frame and looked around.

The bathroom was all fogged up from the heat of the water. Apparently Lynn liked her showers scalding hot. What a coincidence, because Terri did too. Terri half-expected to see Lynn's clothes scattered around the room, but was reminded that that wouldn't be the case when her eyes found the three little strips of pink adhesive lying on the floor next to the shower. She found her breathing getting a little heavier after that.

Finally her eyes were drawn to what she had to admit she was really here for: the shape in the shower. The shower itself was one of those upright stall shapes, with the glass slightly frosted over for "privacy's" sake. Really Terri didn't mind-- it certainly helped preserve the last shreds of her dignity. She couldn't help but to stare at Lynn as she rubbed herself clean, scrubbing every inch of her body. The woman's figure was gorgeous, with breasts that Terri envied and a butt that was renowned throughout cosplaying circles for its shapeliness. She looked incredible, like a goddess emerging from the ocean.