The bathroom

"You don't actually think she'd be dumb enough to go into a haunted bathroom, do you?" Astrid asks you.

"She's not in a rational mood," you say. "And you kind of scared her off."

"Hey, that was Ms. Tits-Ahoy here, not me!" Astrid says.

You ignore the coming argument and open the bathroom door. Compared to the rest of the house, it's in pristine conditions, as if someone had recently cleaned it. There is a shower, a toilet, a cabinet, and a sink and faucet ready for use.

Sasha is currently washing her face in front of the sink. She glimpses you and the three girls in the mirror before closing her eyes to block out everyone's nudity. "Can I get some privacy?!"

Sasha takes a step back from the sink, only to slip on the watery floor. She falls backwards into the bathtub as the shower head suddenly turns on, soaking her from head to toe. Sasha sputters and wipes the water from her face. Without thinking, you rush forward and pull her out of the tub and away from the water.

Before you can ask Sasha if she's okay, you get an eye-full of her body. The water had soaked completely through her shirt and pants, outlining her curves and giving a full view of her bra. Sasha sees you staring and rushes to cover her chest with her arms. "Don't stare at me, you perv!"

"Hey, it's about time you join the club!" Isabella says. "May as well take the rest of it off!"

"I'm not stripping naked in front of Sam!" Sasha says.

"Um...won't you get cold?" Jeanetta meekly asks.

"Yeah, you really should dry yourself off," you agree. "Maybe there're some towels in here."

Astrid rushes to a cabinet to pull open the doors. "Good news! One towel here!"

"If there's one towel, give it to Jeanette to cover up," Sasha says. "I'm not stripping."

"Hey, why should she get to cover up?!" Astrid asks. "I'm naked too!"

"Maybe we could share one?" Isabella asks. "I bet Sam wouldn't mind."

Sasha lets out a sneeze, using one hand to cover her nose. You get an ever-so-slight glimpse at her bra-covered breasts and cleavage before she covers herself back up. You give her a worried glance, which she returns with obvious annoyance. "I said I'm fine!"