The Bathroom

The door creaks open as Anna pushes against it. The dimly-lit bathroom smells of sterility. Anna stops at the sink and May follows her, watching herself in the mirror.

May gasps as she sees Anna step into her panties and lift up her skirt to adjust them.

"You're not going into a stall?" May asks indignantly.

"This'll only be a second." Anna sighs. May is starting to test what little patience Anna has left today.

May spies a glance of Anna's vulva through the mirror. Anna looks up and blushes. Her hairs are just barely starting to appear from the last time she shaved. The girls lock eyes through the mirror.