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Chapter 16 by SpiralFelix SpiralFelix

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Emily the Storyteller

"Alright," Emily finally said. The other girls' faces lit up with delight, so Emily quickly interjected again, "But on one condition!"

Emily had been trying to ask Sophie for some spare clothes for the better part of 20 minutes, and every time she seemed to find herself interrupted by someone before she could get the request out. Now that she had everyone's full attention, Emily turned to Sophie and said, "I'll tell you all about it, just as soon as Sophie lends me something to wear!"

"Oh!" Sophie said after a moment's hesitation, "Of course, Emily! You should have mentioned that sooner!" Sophie rose and took a few steps before stopping in her tracks and snapping her fingers, as if she'd just had a flash of brilliance. "I've got an even better idea. I certainly don't need to hear the story again, so why don't you tell it to the girls while I'm gone? Then when you're all done I'll have something for you to wear." Sophie flashed a big smile and zipped out of the room without waiting for an answer. The other three girls silently turned their expectant gazes back on Emily.

Emily was a little surprised by Sophie's little turnaround, but she had to admit it at least made some sense. What good was it sitting silently in the room with Vanessa, Melody, and Susan while Sophie found some spare clothes? She wasn't getting dressed any sooner by holding out on her new friends.

"That's fine too, I suppose," she said, eliciting a small round of cheers from the three girls. Emily took another sip of wine and settled back in her seat, mentally preparing to relive her embarrassing trip home from the spa. She glanced down at her pale, exposed lap so she wouldn't have to face the three eager faces all awaiting her tale. She clutched the towel to her body a little tighter, making sure it was still covering her, if only barely.

"So, uhm, like Sophie had said," Emily hesitantly began, "it had been a girls day out at the spa. It was me, Sophie, and our other friend Amber, and we were just wrapping up a really relaxing session. But when we went to get dressed again... all my clothes were missing."

"Oh no!" Susan gasped with wide eyes. "All three of you were missing your things?"

"No, that was the weird part! It was just my things," Emily replied. "Sophie and Amber's clothes were right in the baskets where they'd left them."

"How curious," Vanessa said, her hand still resting on Emily's thigh. "So what did you do?"

"Well neither of the girls had anything they could really lend me, so Sophie suggested I talk to someone at the front desk. So I walked out into the lobby and did just that."

Melody gasped.

"You mean you walked out there naked? Emily, you're so brave!"

"Oh, no not at all!" Emily blushed, imagining just how much more embarrassing everything might have been if that had been the case. "I still had a robe on, thankfully. But the lady at the front desk wasn't really helpful. She just said the spa wasn't responsible for lost items and that I wasn't allowed to take the robe home. I had no idea what to do! It seemed like I'd have to make the three mile walk home... nude."

"So..." Vanessa slowly said, "Did you..."

"Thankfully Amber had an idea!" Emily couldn't help but giggle as she interrupted Vanessa. "After a bit of convincing, Amber got the lady to let me take a look at their lost and found box. Unfortunately, my clothes and things weren't there, but that didn't really surprise me. The upside was that the employees were willing to let me take a few things from the box, since they'd been sitting in there for months."

"Amber sounds like a smart girl," Melody said. "So that was that? Problem solved?"

"Not exactly..." Emily trailed off. This was where the story started to get more embarrassing for her. She took another large gulp of wine and tried not to lose her nerve. Emily didn't notice that the arm holding the top of the towel to her chest had dipped ever so slightly. Just a hint of her pink areola peeked above the edge of the fabric. "You see, the few bits of clothing that were in the lost and found box were... a bit more revealing than I would have liked..."

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