Spring Break Catfight Part 6
As they were getting ready to leave, Dana realized that Cindy and her friends had even taken their room keys.
Horrible thoughts filled the defeated girls' heads. They imagined all the things that could happen to them once they left the safety of their room. Leslie peeked down the hall a couple of times to check for people. It was the afternoon and there were plenty of people coming and going.
“We’ll never get out of here without being seen. There is a room party six doors down from ours.” Leslie commented.
“F*ck it, let’s just go.” Dana said with a defeated tone in her voice.
Leslie nodded her head and opened the door. Dana followed her taller friend out the door and down the hall making a beeline straight for the exit stairs.
They heard wolf whistles and catcalls before they made it to the stair’s doors. On the way down the stairs, they ran into a group of girls and heard several comments about their outfits.
Leslie heard one girl call them a sl*t. On the bottom floor there were even more people. Laughter and taunting filled their ears.
Leslie knocked on room 133 and waited for an answer. She heard giggling on the other side of the door. Dana turned red.
“Who is it?” a voice asked.
“It’s us,” Leslie answered.
There was more giggling
“Who?” The voice asked.
“Leslie and Dana,” Leslie replied.
“I’m sorry we are waiting for a couple of bi*ches. Are you the bi*ches?” The voice asked.
“Yes,” Leslie said with a sigh.
“Say it then,” the voice demanded.
“We are the bi*ches,” Leslie said after moments pause.
A couple of bikini-clad girls passing by stopped and laughed, thinking a couple of their friends were playing a prank on the girls.
“I sorry I didn’t hear you,” the voice said.
“We’re the bi*ches!” Leslie said with more volume.
The bikinied girls, standing no more than a foot from the toweled gals, laughed louder.
All four girls saw a group of guys heading their way. The bikinied beauties decided to make Leslie and Dana's life even more miserable. With a nod to each other, the girls in the swimsuits reached out and ripped off Leslie's and Dana's towels and then took off running down the hall laughing.
“Oh my god, open the f*cking door!” a naked Dana screamed, crouching behind an equally nude Leslie.
Leslie could hear the giggling turn to laughter behind the door as she desperately tried to cover herself with her hands. The guys coming down the hall cheered and picked up their pace heading toward Dana and Leslie.
“Say please,” the voice demanded.
“Please, oh god, please open the door,” Leslie said almost crying now.
Just before the horny, drunken guys were in arm's reach of Leslie and Dana, the door swung open and the nude girls dashed into the room.
End of Part 6
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