Lauren uses the restroom

Lauren was **** to pee, knowing Dennis was so close. But, she'd already been holding it for almost an hour, and as soon as she was set on the toilet she immediately relieved herself. She blushed furiously, knowing Dennis could doubtlessly hear anything. God, did she have any privacy from this loser? And he'd seen her bottomless twice! Lauren tried to reassure herself. There was no way he got a good look... right? She prayed he hadn't. She couldn't stand the thought of that loser seeing her womanhood, her precious flower!

Finally, after a painfully long drizzle, Lauren finished peeing. She wiped and flushed, then began sweating because she realized she'd once again need Dennis's help.

"D... Dennis?" Lauren asked, feeling utterly helpless. She cupped her crotch again as Dennis reentered.

"I... need help getting up." Lauren asked sheepishly.

"Okay." Dennis said, and reached down to pick her up. He went to grab her, and for the best leverage put both hands on her bare hips.

"AHH! Don't touch me there!" Lauren squealed, mortified by the touch on her bare skin.

"Oh. Okay..." Dennis said, and unsure what to do, moved his hands to grasp her shirt for leverage instead.

Then Dennis started tugging upwards. Lauren rose, but her one good foot slipped and she plopped back down on the toliet seat. Unfortunately, her shirt was pulled up as she fell, and Lauren slid right out of it!