Get cleaned up first

Leanne didn't want to go out looking as she did and with Mr. Richardson passed out now was as good a time as any. She got up and headed for the old man's bathroom. Closing the door behind her. The light was actually brighter than anywhere else she'd seen and it took a moment for her eyes to adjust after the gloom. Leanne glanced at the bath with the shower curtain pulled across. She didn't need to wash everything, just her chest. She also didn't want to take too long in there.

Moving towards the sink Leanne checked herself out in the mirror. "What a mess!" she groaned. She pushed her vest top down from her waist and kicked it to the side before turning on the tap and filling the sink as she lathered up some soap.

Leanne began to slowly scrub herself clean. Rubbing the foam against her naked, soft flesh and removing the sticky cum. She noticed her nipples harden as she played with her pert orbs but, as tempting as it was, she resisted the lure of teasing herself in Mr. Richardson's bathroom. Once she was clean Leanne grabbed a nearby towel and began to dry her moist skin.

As she watched herself in the mirror Leanne saw something move behind her. Turning around she saw that the shower curtain had been pulled back revealing a guy in a clown mask standing naked in the bath. His large cock fully erect.

Leanne dove for the door. Flinging it open and sprinting outside with a scream. She didn't even stop to check on Mr. Richardson. Continuing until she was outside in the corridor. Her eyes darted in both directions. She was half-naked and there was no way she was going back in there with either of those maniacs. Where could she go?