Terri freaks out!

Terri was too busy looking around for Marigold's delicates to notice the young man touching himself from behind the curtain. She was laser-focused on the sound of the shower, just to make sure that Marigold wouldn't surprise her when she got out of the shower.

Her mind was still reeling. Deciding to come in here was a real risk. She could think of a thousand excuses as to why she might be in Marigold's room. They were part of the same cosplay collective, after all. But somehow all of them, no matter how reasonable, sounded like the spluttering justifications of a pervert in her head. Well, that's what they were, after all. The newest member of the BB Brigade was planning on stealing the underwear of her fellow cosplayer s.

Terri was ashamed. But ever since she had seen Marigold getting changed when they had put on their costumes earlier that week, she hadn't been able to get her new friend out of her head. It certainly didn't help that she had heard rumours of a busty blonde running through the convention hall in a skimpy costume with cum all over her face. It couldn't have been innocent old Mari, of course, but that reasoning didn't help Terri shake the thought in the slightest. So... here she was, looking for the underclothes that might have touched the parts of Marigold's body that Terri had been staring at all week.

Somehow, though, they were nowhere to be found. At first Terri thought she had gotten the room wrong, but Marigold's personal Bible sitting on the bedside table told her that she was in the right place. But she couldn't find her prize. Where were Marigold's clothes? There was no way that Marigold had only brought one outfit to SAX, but her suitcase was nowhere to be found, and she wasn't keeping any clothes in the drawers, either.

Terri was feeling all worked up. She felt sweaty, and the wetness between her legs didn't make her any more comfortable. She considered stripping off her leggings there and then, but... that was way too risky, wasn't it?