What was a girl even to do?

Nothing. Just do nothing. I was trapped. It didn't matter. I wasn't using my safe word on something like this. It was more about my own need to sort things out than anything. I could have Kendra come running if I really yelled, dripping wet down the hall and everything. But this wasn't the time for that.

And honestly, it wasn't anything. It was just me and my imagination. Kendra had planted seeds, sure, but my own mind was the one that kept insisting on nebulous scenarios.

I wasn't even sure what I was afraid of. Dak seeing me naked? Embarrassing, but not...