Use the bathroom

"Well if you're sure," answered Leanne.

"Of course," replied the old man. "It's just in there."

Leanne smiled gratefully and headed where the resident had indicated. Closing the door behind her she looked around the tiny room. The light was actually brighter than anywhere else she'd seen and it took a moment for her eyes to adjust after the gloom. Leanne glanced at the bath with the shower curtain pulled across. She didn't need to wash everything, just her chest. She also didn't want to take too long in there.

Moving towards the sink Leanne checked herself out in the mirror. "What a mess!" she groaned. "I'm amazed nobody said anything. It's clearly cum!" She peeled the soiled clothing from her body and tossed it to the ground followed by her lace bra. The air felt cool against her exposed breasts and she shivered slightly.

She turned on the tap and began to fill the sink while she lathered up some soap. Slowly she began to scrub herself clean. Rubbing the foam against her naked, soft flesh and removing the sticky cum. She noticed her nipples harden as she played with her pert orbs but, as tempting as it was, she resisted the lure of teasing herself in the old man's bathroom. Once she was clean Leanne grabbed a nearby towel and began to dry her moist skin.

As she watched herself in the mirror Leanne saw something move behind her. Turning around she saw that the shower curtain had been pulled back to reveal the clown standing in the bath. Undressed except for that menacing mask and his large cock fully erect.

Quickly Leanne dove for the door. Flinging it open and sprinting outside with a scream. She didn't even stop to address the bewildered old man. Continuing until she was back outside in the corridor. Her eyes darted in both directions. She was half naked and the maniac was close behind. Where could she go?