Take a shower

Leanne was pretty sweaty after the passionate sex session so figured she'd make use of the bathroom to get cleaned up a bit. She was already having to walk around half naked, being sweaty and smelling as well was a bit too much. Even in Rosefield Manor.

With a groan she climbed of the rotund body of Gary who was happily daydreaming and headed towards the bathroom. She had just been planning to wash her face, but once she saw the shower Leanne changed her mind for something more thorough.

After turning on the tap Leanne waited for the water to heat up before stepping inside. The rush of warm water flowing over her body felt exhilarating. She stood just enjoy the sensation for a few minutes before turning her attention to washing. She figured whoever lived there wouldn't mind if she used some soap and worked up a nice lather before cleansing her hot young body. Working the soap over her tender breasts and hot pussy, still tingling from the energetic sex with the chubby worker.

Once she was clean Leanne enjoyed the flow of water a few more minutes before turning off the tap. Without the rush of the water she suddenly realised she wasn't alone in the small room.

"Gary? Is that you?" she called out. "Can you pass me a towel? I forgot to grab one before I came in here." There was silence before Leanne saw a towel appearing through the shower curtain. "Thanks, Gary."

She quickly dried herself before wrapping the towel around her moist body. Refreshed and wondering what she should do now Leanne pulled back the curtain and prepared to step out.

"What the fuck!!" she screamed.

Standing in front of her, staring at her almost exposed body, was not Gary as she expected but the creepy clown she'd seen earlier.

"Why are you...? Where's Gary?!" Her cries went unanswered as the clown silently ogled her. His head moving up and down as he gazed at everything he could see. A noticeable lump was starting to appear in his pants.

With another loud scream Leanne burst from the shower, pushing past the sinister clown and fleeing the bathroom without looking back. She didn't even stop in the bedroom to check on Gary or gather her clothes. Once she was back in the corridor her eyes darted from one side to the other and back again. Once more she was running and needed somewhere to hide. But where? She was swiftly running out of options.