Laundry

Though Lauren really wanted to just hide out in her apartment all night, she needed to wash her soapy clothes and shower. This rash was no joke, and the itching was miserable. She needed to clear this up, or be scratching her crotch like an idiot for the next week! So, with a sigh she gathered her clothes in a laundry basket and headed out the door.

Lauren was walking to towards the laundry room when a voice called out.

"Hey Lauren!"

Lauren swiveled her head. There was Alan approaching. The same Alan who'd seen her butt naked this morning... Lauren felt a blush rise to her cheeks, and her knees weaken. No damnit, stay strong! She was the same Lauren as before, she wasn't intimidated by anyone or anything!

"Yes?" Lauren said coldly. She made sure to suck in her stomach, since her Spanx were in her dirty laundry.

"Uh, the laundry is out." Alan said. "No water, remember?"

"Then how am I supposed to wash my clothes?!" Lauren demanded.

"Well, I'm doing a run to the laundry mat for some of the other tenants." Alan explained helpfully. "I can take your clothes as well."

"Fine," Lauren said, thrusting the laundry basket into his hands. Then she recalled that her only pair of Spanx was in there.

"But you better not loose anything!" She said, almost threatening.

"Oh... of course not..." Alan said.

Lauren didn't even wait for him to continue. She turned on a heel and walked away. Alan watched her leave, staring at her backside through her baggy pajamas and trying to visualize the huge ass he knew was hiding under there.