TBE: Blush, but do nothing

From Create Your Own Story

You feel the heat rise to your face, but hiding yourself now is no way to cover your embarrassment. Besides, you’ve been wrestling and showering in locker rooms for years now. You’re hardly shy when it comes to your body.

You do, however, reach up and pull your muddy, soaked shirt away from your chest so that your hard nipples and dark areolas do not show through.

“We are sorry,” the man who first spoke continues, “for forcing you off the road.”

“We are not!” the first woman says, and your eyes blaze as you look at her. She is clearly wearing a wig of some kind, like in those period-piece French movies, and she has far too much make up on her face. It’s clear that she is an older woman, and while she’s dry and wearing what you think is a silk dress, you realize it covers far less than your drenched shirt. Her cleavage, almost half of her breasts, are pressed tightly against the fabric and look in danger of popping out at any moment.

“Grandma-ma,” the second woman says, and you realize that she is not much older than you, perhaps 18 or 19. “We are sorry for any peasant girl. It is our duty to lift them from their base-born station.”

The girl is wearing a similar dress, and her breasts, larger than her grandmothers, also appear in danger of popping out. A part of your mind, not trying to make sense of the situation, wishes that they would, but you quickly squash that thought. You still don’t know what is going on!

Do you:

• TBE: Ask the girl what she’s talking about
• TBE: Tell them they don’t need to be sorry for you
• TBE: Ask the man or the girl for a towel