Caught

I looked around, my room was a mess. My toys were spread out on and around the bed, my clothes dropped on the floor in a heap I started to tidy up and had almost everything fixed when the door opened. “A girl has taste” was the first Leslie said. I thought she teased my state of being semi-dressed, panties and T-shirt, when I saw what she saw. I had stashed away the glide and plugs, but the dildo was only half-hidden under the blanket.

She grabbed it just before me and fled my room. I ran after, but she just managed to smack and lock the door of her room. I pleaded, shouted asked, but she kept the door locked. I went back to my room and tidied a bit more. I showered again, dressed in white silky underwear, a white blouse and a demi skirt, and put on white socks with a pink edge. Walked to the kitchen and saw Leslie's door slightly open. I glanced in, and she indicated that I sit next to her on the bed. My heart skipped a beat, what was her plan now.