Yes.

"Hey Doe, I'm done in here and I'm coming out!"

"Okay John, just a second!" You hear shuffling around, muted swearing, and the bed on the other side of the wall creaks.

"Alright John, you can come out now!"

You wrap the towel tightly around your waist. It's much easier for you since you only have to cover your lower body. You open the door and kneel down to your suitcase to grab a fresh pair of boxer-shorts. "So Doe, did you find your pajamas?"

"No, as a matter of fact, I did not." Doe huffs. "I have no idea where they are."

"So, what are you wearing to bed?" you ask. "Your underwear?"

"No can do. My pajamas are long pants and a tanktop. I don't wear ANY underwear with them. Since I didn't need underwear I could sleep in, I really only packed underwear that would look good and...accentuate my features. It's great for bringing out my butt and perking up my boobs, but it's not comfortable to lie down in."

"So what ARE you doing?"

"I'm going to have to sleep naked. I don't have enough clean clothes to sleep in any of them, and sleeping in my dirty clothes negates my shower, not to mention it's gross."

This piqued your interest. Surely she would cover up, but maybe she would toss and turn in her sleep and pull the sheets off of herself. If you're lucky, you might get a peek!

"Well, that sucks Doe. Could you turn the other way so I can slip in to these boxers?"

"Sure, John."

Doe averted her eyes, and you quickly slipped in to your boxers. You walked over to your bed, and got in. You didn't cover up with the sheets, it was too damn hot in the room. Doe, on the other hand, did. After all, she WAS naked.

You turn off the light and say goodnight to each other. In a couple minutes, you start hearing Doe stirring to your right. Soon, she starts grunting, apparently frustrated about something.

"Are you alright Doe? Is something wrong?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just so damn hot in here. I can't get comfortable!"

"I know, it's awful in here. I'm just sleeping on top of the sheets, but I guess that's not really an option for you."

She is silent, as if pondering something.

"John, if I sleep on top of the covers, do you PROMISE not to look over at me?"

"Sure, I can roll the other way."

"I need you to PROMISE. I'm trusting you."

"I promise, Doe."

"Alright. Turn away."

You roll left and stare at the wall. You hear the rustling of fabric behind you, and as it settles, Doe breathes an audible sigh of relief.

"Is that better, Doe?"

"I feel pretty exposed, but it's more comfortable, yeah. Goodnight John."

"Goodnight Doe."

Pretty soon, her breathing gives way to very light snoring. She's been asleep for a half-hour, but you can't sleep. It usually takes you a while to get to sleep, so that part is normal. Unfortunately, now you have to pee. You try to rouse Doe so she can cover up before you roll back over, but she's not responding to you. It seems that she is out cold.