Lauren must reply

Lauren froze. They'd just called her out. Of course they knew she'd still be watching. Who would post a nude photo with an hour timer and not stick around to see the reaction? Lauren stood, fully nude, body damp with stress sweat. Her eyes were bulged out and her knees were shaking. She knew she had just screwed up and outed her biggest secrets. Now her biggest priority was damage control. Could she put the genie back in the bottle and keep this from getting out? Only a few people on a fetish board knew now, maybe she could keep it that way.

Lauren? Where are you Lauren...?

Lauren sighed. To try to keep her secrets from getting out any more then they already were, she had to respond. So, plopping her nude butt in the computer seat Lauren began typing.

I'm here.

Woah, you got her to respond!

Hell yeah! She must really be this Lauren girl after all!

Lauren cursed. She hadn't considered that by replying, she was confirming her identity! Another stupid mistake in a day full of them...