Share a towel!

Terri's heart thudded in her chest. She had only seconds before Lynn arrived at the door, before she discovered that the newest addition to the BB Brigade was a peeper and a pervert that liked to stare at her new friends 'entertaining themselves' in the shower! She had only been a proper member of the team for one full day and she was about to mess it all up. Dammit, she had tried so hard!

Terri looked around the hallway. There wasn't anything she could see in there that she might be able to use to distract Lynn, or to cover herself up and get out of the hotel room before Lynn opened the bathroom door. She was trapped, and all of her clothes were halfway across the room. There wouldn't even be time to retrieve them even if Lynn wasn't coming, not with the fire alarm blaring. Terri had screwed herself, and not in the fun way.

Well, not just in the fun way.

That left her with only one option. There was no way to cover herself, and there was no way to escape. As the doorknob started to turn, with Lynn on the other side, Terri realized that she would just have to come up with an excuse. The only problem with that was that she had always been an awful liar.

Lynn opened the bathroom door expecting to walk out of the hotel room in her towel. Hardly an ideal situation, but the damn hotel staff had forgotten their robes and she didn't have time to properly change, even if the alarm probably was a hoax. She had already run through the list of horrible headlines the bloggers would title their articles with, all ogling her legs and her less-than-ideally-sumptuous cleavage. And it wasn't even her fault! These damn pranksters ruined everything.

She certainly hadn't expected to see a naked Terri on the other side of the door, one arm covering both of the nipples on her nearly flat chest and the other hiding her 'femininity' between her legs. The rookie cosplayer looked mortified and terrified, and she had already started babbling before Lynn had even fully opened the bathroom door.

"I-was-getting-changed-for-the-party-when-the-fire-alarm-went-off-and-I-got-so-flustered-and-I-didn't-have-time-to-change-so-we're-just-going-to-have-to-share-that-towel-on-the-way-out-of-the-hotel-building-okay-great-let's-do-it!"

Lynn blinked, completely unable to parse what Terri had just said. Luckily for her, Terri had already made a decision and apparently didn't need Lynn's permission to take executive action. The slim faux-British woman jumped behind the leader of the BB Brigade, grabbed the towel, and wrapped it tight around the both of them. They barely fit. Both women were small, but the towel had only been made for one person, no matter their size. Lynn and Terri had to squeeze into the towel, nice and close, if they were both going to fit inside it.

Neither Terri nor Lynn vocally acknowledged the fact that Lynn could feel Terri's hard nipples against her back, despite Terri's breasts' small size, and neither of them acknowledged that Lynn's full bottom was pressed right up against the lips of Terri's pussy. It hadn't been intended, but it wasn't the worst thing that had happened that day, and they knew that they didn't have the time or the space to start arguing about 'personal space' inside that towel.

Both women charged out of the hotel room like two people stuck together in a horse costume on Halloween.