Hours Pass

Katie groans and rubs her eyes. She sits up and looks around. The guy that was fucking her is gone. She stands up and walks to the bathroom. She turns the shower on and looks at her reflection in the mirror. Her hair is a mess and her face looks like shes hasnt sleep in a while.

Stepping into the shower, she washes her body. Once shes done cleaning herself, she steps out and dries off. Deciding to remain naked, she walks out of the bathroom. She walks to the window and peeks outside. To her suprise, its pitch black outside. Looking at the clock on the nightstand, she sees it's just past 10.

Moving away from the window, she sits on the bed, pondering on what to do. She wonders if she should just go back to sleep when she remembers about the bar that Chuck mentioned. Deciding to head there, she gets up to grab her clothes when she sees they're not there.

"What the fuck? Where are my clothes?" She asks outloud. She realizes one of the men that fucked her must have taken them. Cursing, she sits back down.

She turns her head to the side and sees that the closet is open and there is a dress in it. She walks to it and grabs it. It's a black dress with a zipper on the back. She also sees theres a pair of heels on the floor. Confused by all this, she decides to try the dress on. It's very tight, showing off her toned figure, and very short. It only goes just past her crotch, showing off a lot of leg. It goes very low on the front, with a line going down between her breasts down to her waist. The majority of her breasts are visible. She puts the heels on and walks to the mirror.

Seeing her reflection, Katie sees that she looks like a prostitute.