No privacy, at all.

I managed to wash off all the semen by soaping up my entire body. Foamy suds cascaded off my skin as hot water washed me down. I will have to apologize to Bridget and her folks at a later time for using their bathroom (and bedroom) without their permission. For now I will just have to take advantage of their good graces. When I finished with my shower I stepped out of the stall feeling very refreshed. I was covered in water droplets and a cloud of steam came off my muscles. I let out a relaxed breath and paused the instant I realized I had company. Wouldn't you know it? Right before me stood Scarlet still shooting with her camera in my direction while Ingrid stood right next to her waving at herself with a handheld fan; both of them were smiling as they were drinking in my nudity.

"Wha...how did you two get in here?"

"You left the door unlocked." Ingrid jabbed towards the now open door.

"So glad you did though, that shower scene is going to do great for my documentary." Scarlet zoomed in on my penis with her camera.

I turned around as if I was just now realizing I was showering in a completely translucent glass shower stall. Everything within it was completely visible from the outside. I was completely visible as I showered. I turned back to the girls and remembered that they were still filming me and I wasn't even making a move to cover myself. I blushed as I dove for the towels hanging on the wall. The first towel I got a hold of was thin violet-colored one that I tossed around my waist as I jetted out the bathroom door. I was still dripping wet with a trail of steam following behind me along with two girls and their recording devices.