Head out with Caoimhe

The two of you quickly hurry down the stairs, hurrying to the room Caoimhe told you about. You find one room with the doors open, quickly hurrying inside the room.

The beds are bare, no sheets or anything on them, the mattresses old and dirty. The counter tops are bare, a strange smell drifting off a few mysterious stains on the floor. The place is terrible, really. You understand why even though the place is empty, it isn't the type of place you'd want to stay in if you had any other options. You look around for a way out, but there doesn't seem to be one. You close the door behind you, looking to Caoimhe.

"Are you sure this is the right room?" you ask.

Caoimhe nods vigorously, moving over to the empty wardrobe.

"Help me move this," she says.

You move over to the wardrobe, quickly dragging it out of the way to reveal a large section of the wall has been destroyed, leaving a large gap, just big enough to crawl through.

"Ladies first," you say, nodding at the hole in the drywall. "Or should I go first? I'm not sure how exactly to do this."

"No, I'll go first," Caoimhe says, clambering into the hole as she tries to pull herself in.

Caoimhe wiggles about in the wall, trying to pull herself through. You notice that in crawling through the gap in the wall, Caoimhe's skirt has ridden up and she's left half stuck, trying to move through the gap, exposing her panties to you. You smile at the sight, feeling an erection rising in your pants. Admittedly, perhaps the fact that Caoimhe doesn't even know she's putting on a show makes the taboo all the better.