Michelle at the door

Lauren pulled the door open a bit, sticking her face in the crack to the outside world. This kept her body full concealed behind the door. Even though she was wrapped in the towel Lauren did not take chances. She saw a strange young woman, about her sister's age standing in the doorway. Michelle was tall and lean in a tank top and cut off shorts, showing off her curvy figure and long muscular legs. Lauren was about to tell this stranger to leave, but Michelle cut her off and spoke first.

"Oh good! I've been out here knocking for fifteen minutes! I was worried I had the wrong house." Michelle said rapidly.

"Uh, can I help you?" Lauren shot back haughtily.

"Well, I prefer to think of it as me helping you." Michelle said, pushing the door open. Lauren stumbled back, utterly shock, as Michelle brazenly walked into her home uninvited.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Lauren stammered, clutching her knotted towel as she regained her balance.

"I'm your babysitter silly!" Michelle grinned.

"My... my what!?" Lauren exclaimed.