Regrettably

I really shouldn't have done it. It was very, very stupid. I suppose I just figured...moaning girl in the bathroom equals sex time. I completely forgot what her programming was.

"Winnie, are you...?" I began as I opened the door. Winnie stared at me like a deer in headlights. Her hand was in her borrowed pants, the other squeezing her breasts. The only way it could have been more obvious what she was doing would be if she had a sign around her neck that said "Caution: Masturbating".

Despite the lack of an audible time piece, I could swear I heard the seconds ticking by as we stared. This was hardly the most shocking thing I could have seen, but honestly her own lack of reaction was surprising me. Turns out, the lack of reaction was better than the reaction.

"P...PERVERT!" Winnie shrieked, charging forward and shoving me out of the bathroom. Unfortunately, this sent me stumbling back and hitting my head on the wall behind me. My skull exploded in pain as I slumped to the floor. My vision became hazy. The last thing I saw clearly was Winnie covering her mouth with both hands, eyes wide with dismay. Then there was darkness.