Kristen asks for a towel

Kristen stands there dripping wet in the middle of the living area, completely naked. Water runs down her full tits and over the soft curves of her stomach and thighs. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, clearly feeling exposed.

She glances toward the linen cupboard, then back at you.

“Could you… grab me a towel from the cupboard?” she asks, voice quiet and a little shy.