Rosa entered at first nonchalantly, with little concern, only to find her friend spread eagle, her bare bottom agains the floor with her legs outstretched in some vain attempt to stop the door.
“What the fuck” were the only words that could escape the startled intruders voice. Who’s hand found her face with such soled it could be described as a reflex. A moment passed and your sister spun to evade her sight.
“I can explain” you blurted, although in truth you could not. Your arms which were outstretched much like your legs returned inwards with your hands shielding your breasts in some attempt to save some modicum of dignity.
“Then explain” she commanded her voice slightly obscured due to her facing away.
“I was going to jump in the shower.” You lied, attempting at first to get up without using your hands, but then having to reveal on of your boobs whilst getting up. Once up you placed your hands back, it looked more pornographic than you’d like but you were still in shock.
“Without telling me” you couldn’t see her face, but you knew the exact one she was making, a confused exasperated expression.
“I thought you would be a while making food.” This objectively was true. In fairness to yourself, you had finished relatively quickly, just not fast enough to get ready, though you knew this would not pass as an excuse. It was hoped that your shower story was enough to get your nosy sister off your back.
“I made a sandwich!”
“Well, I didn’t know that!” You had almost gotten to the point where you had lied to yourself so effectively that it sounded true when it came out of your lips.
“Right, okay, sorry, I guess” your sisters tone was that of a sulking child. Your social manoeuvring has paid off and allowed you to avoid an awkward truth-telling session.
“You can have a shower if you want.” She offered, turning to you. Your hands still covered your thin form.
“I don’t want one now.” Now you had taken on the role of the petulant child. You didn’t want one. You, realistically, had had your fun and was now time to escape, what you didn’t want was general confusion at the naked girl in the bathroom.
“Fine then get dressed!.” Rosa said loudly but not aggressively, she had softened from her tirade earlier, and left you alone.
You picked up your clothes and put them back on struggling to yank the bra over your head ad you adjusted them around your boobs.
Back in your clothes you wondered what to do next?
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