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Since Carla had been also blushing and looking away she hadn’t seen Kimberly blush. However, when she heard the awkwardness in Kimberly’s voice Carla couldn’t help but look up slightly surprised before looking away again still blushing but for a different reason. She clung to the dress as if it was her life line as she saw Kimberly turn and walk down the hallway. Carla noticed when the woman closed her bedroom door, making Carla wonder. She paused for a moment looking at the closed door before hurrying after her captor. Coming up to the bathroom, she remembered it from the night before. Although she had been busy trying to get out she hadn’t really looked around. 

It was like the bathroom seen in fancy hotels and in rich people’s home on tv. The shower made her uneasy. Who in their right mind wanted a shower that you be seen in. Clear glass, not fogged glass or even a current. Sure it looked nice, but. . . showers kept you hidden for reasons. Carla had been so focused on the shower that she jumped a little when Kimberly handed her the towels. “Sorry.” She mumbled in embarrassment before peeking over towards Kimberly. God she was pretty. She looked at Kimberly’s face, before she turned away making Carla pulled the towels to her chest as she looked down at her bare feet on the cool tile floor.

When Kimberly handed her a last towel she looked at it confused before glancing up at Kimberly and taking it. “You. . . know. . . I’d be fine with one towel.” She said softly blushing a little. “I honestly. . . don’t know what to do with all of these.” She said as she noticed the blush on Kimberly’s cheeks making her blush even more before looking down at them. They were soft, almost new feeling, better quality then any towel she had at home. But when she brought up the shampoos Carla glanced up and over to them, before hearing Kimberly move away. She watched the woman pull out a razor and start to bring it over to her. Carla shifted the things in her arms before holding out her hand to take the razor before seeing Kimberly hesitated. The blush that had faded came back making her look away again.

“Right-I-umm-yeah. It won’t happen.” She said softly before taking the razor from Kimberly and watching from a bit behind Kimberly, leaning over her just a touch to watch what she was doing, before nodding her head and watching Kimberly leave closing the door behind her. Carla sighed softly to herself and closed her eyes. She placed the towels down before the shower door and started to undress. However, as she did so she realized. . . her body had been stripped of all hair. She stared at herself in the mirror the horror of what happened to her starting to really sink in. 

Her eyes started to water up, making her look away from herself totally disgusted and got in the shower and started to angrily scrub herself. She washed herself almost four times before she simply sat down on the floor on the shower, letting the hot water pour down on her red skin. She sobbed softly to herself.