A moment of peace

She swings it open and shuts it behind her.

"C'mon babeeee, I want that cute lil butt!"

Was that for her? She shuddered just thinking about it. But now she was alone in the bathroom. In the mirror, she was able to see what she had looked like since leaving her original hotel room. She didn't realize how much she was sweating because her slightly chubby body was glistening from everything. Her shaggy bob-like hair was still wet from the shower from that morning, and everything below her crotch was soaked in fluids. She looked horrible. She just walked into an orgy, and she already looks like she was a gang banged girl from the porn she would guiltily watch. She took a sec to pull out the vibrator to take a look at it.

"How is this still working?" She looked at it in total confusion. Her concentration is broken by some aggressive pounding on the other side of the door, "UUUuumm, just a minute!" she says. She couldn't hide in the bathroom forever. She splashes some water on her face to calm herself down, and rinses off the vibrator. The door bangs again. She knew she had to go back out there, but she didn't want to be here. This was a mistake. Maybe if she can sneak past Garrett, and get her towel back, she can get back out into the hotel, and escape. She sighs, lodging the vibrator back inside her.

She reaches for the bathroom door.