(From Ella's Perspective)
As I fixed my dress and was checking again and again that if the part of the dress on my right breast had gotten wet too, I heard a knock on the door.
I opened the door and there was a man who looked like to be a waiter standing there with a smile.
"This is for you, my lady," he said and gave me a piece of paper. "The sender mentioned it should be read-only by you, my lady."
"Thank you," I said and he went away. I closed the door and was about to unfold the paper, but right at that moment, I heard the restroom door open. I quickly hid the paper inside my bra and pretended to smooth my dress.
"Ready to go?" he asked.
"Yeah," I said. My eyes were trying to look down again and again, but I resisted myself. I would look like a pervert if I did that.
He started buttoning his sleeves and I took the chance to peek down. The bulge was not there anymore. Thinking about the bulge... It appeared to be quite big...
