Caught Spying On Joanne and Sara

John walked up the stairs to go up to Megan's room where he was supposed to meet up with Megan, Joanne, and Sara. But while walking down the hall he heard Sara talking in the bathroom.

John hid against the wall near the bathroom's enterance. He wanted a peek at what was going on in there. Upon looking in the room John saw Joanne standing naked in the bath tub, she was arguing with her sister.

"Sara please, I'm begging you," said Joanne.

"No! I'm not touching any of your gross piss covered body!" Sara told her sister.

"Sara, I understand it's gross, but if I'm going to attend this party naked, I'm not going to be smelling like a urinal!" Joanne yelled at her sister.

"And I don't fucking want to touch you!" Sara yelled back at her.

"Can you at least be kind enough to untie me then?" asked Joanne calmly.

"No! I already fucking told you! I'm not touching your gross, piss covered, smelly body!" yelled Sara in frustration.

"I don't fucking care Sara! Just untie me already!" yelled Joanne.

"Fuck you Joanne! You and I both know if I untie you, Mom will literally kill me! She might even put me in N.A.K.E.D. for god's sake!" Sara yelled back at her sister.

"It serves you right! You deserve it!" Joanne retorted. The two continued arguing back and forth as John spied on them. Then felt a soft, slimy, wet hand on his shoulder. He turned around and found himself face to face with Megan. The best part about it was she was still naked, still oiled up, and still beautiful.

Megan smiled and whispered "Are you enjoying spying on them stalker?"

"I... I... I umm... I'm not a stalker. I was just uhhh... curious is all," John stammered back.

"Ohh, then I guess it wouldn't bug you if I went in there, and told them you were watching," said Megan walking into the bathroom.

"No no no no no," whispered John as she walked into the room. He stood there frozen, unable to move. "Joanne, Sara, may I have your attention for a minute, I have some information to share," said Megan.

"Okay but make it quick we were in the middle of an argument," said Sara.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, this isn't happening, this isn't happening, she's too nice, she wouldn't snitch," _thought John.

"It would appear the two of you have an audience," said Megan going out into the hallway, grabbing John by the balls, squeezing tightly, and leading him into the bathroom.

"Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Stop! Damn it ow! Stop! Please! Let go! Let go! Let go!" wailed John in pain as Megan manhandled his junk.

Joanne and Sara looked at each other. They were wondering what to do with their captured stalker.