Drunkenly try to explain:

You stumble to the door, pants unbuttoned, and unzipped.

“Wait,” you say as you pull the door open and step out into the hall. Charlie turns to face you and her face goes red.

“Really, I should have knocked first, it’s fine, you’re both adults and honestly I’m surprised you two weren’t together sooner,” she said.

“I’m sorry, it really isn’t what it looked like. She was just helping me.”

“To unzip your pants… While she was on her knees…” Charlie says, face still mortified.

“I mean yeah, but not for why it looks like that.” Your head is spinning a bit from the Vodka, “I just need to take a picture is all.”

“Riiiight…” she nods, “Well, I won’t stop you from experimenting, that bra does look cute on you.”

“Um, thank you,” you say, face red, “It is good to see you again.”

“You too hun,” she starts to turn away, then stops, “and if you ever want to ask me anything about my experience transitioning then feel free, any time.” She says with a smile and heads to her room.

You stumble back to the room. Closing the door before you walk over to Krista.

“Good you’re back,” she says, finishing unzipping your pants before pulling them down, accidentally pulling your panties down with them, leaving her eye level with your flaccid dick.

“Uhhh…” You say, a little panicked.

“Oh it’s so cute and small,” she says, bending forward and giving your head a light kiss, “But let me cover you up again.” She says, pulling your panties back up.

Your face is beat red, it was bad enough that she had just seen your dick, and that she kissed it, but she had called it small. Trying not to think about that you lift your legs as she pulls your pants fully off.

“Umm, thanks,” you mutter, then you take a few steps back. Lifting up your phone, you snap a selfie, making sure to get your bra and panties in the picture, then you send it to your mom.

A few seconds pass before a message pops up.

“That was longer than five minutes so I took the money back. But you look cute honey. Have fun.”