Sneak downstairs for a fresh dress.

She finally decided her best option would be to carefully sneak downstairs and grab a new dress from the laundry room. She peeked through the door to see an unoccupied hallway, then crept out while holding her breasts tight and covering her virgin flower. Her feet fell onto each cold step silently, she looked over the bannister to see no one in the downstairs hallway either. She quickly moved further down the hall, getting closer and closer to the laundry room door at the end of the hall.

Then came footsteps from around the corner that froze peach in her tracks. She glanced left the right, wondering what to do. They grew louder and louder with each second that passed.