Proper hygiene in a frat house? Highly suspicious...

Lisa breathed her own sigh of relief. That should hold them off.

"Who's in there?" a masculine voice yelled. She jumped and blushed, feeling herself moisten in anticipation. Were they talking to her? Was she caught? And what was wrong with her, why was this exciting her?

"Uh, its me, uh, Boner" yelled back Lisa over the running water, thinking fast. She tried to make her voice sound deeper. It didn't sound convincing.

She heard murmuring from outside the door "Wait, I'm Boner" said one voice. "Boner is my nickname, too" said another. After a few seconds of confusion it became clear that "Boner" was the nickname for fully half of the crowd outside. "What's your real name?"

Crap.

"I don't want my bitch to know" said Lisa in her 'Boner' voice. She switched back to her own voice and said, being as sultry as she could, "Boner is good enough for me, stud". "Now if you don't mind, I'm a little busy" replied 'Boner'.

To add a final bit of realism Lisa put a hand to her moist crotch and started pleasuring herself, making sure to let the bros hear her moans of delight. They came surprisingly easily... something about her predicament was getting her very hot. She started to wonder if perhaps becoming this aroused mere inches from a horny tide of masculinity may not be the wisest idea...