Illyanna watched as Pam left the bathroom and closed the door behind her, making note of her oppinions of Beacon and this "Samantha" woman, probably the one he was making love with when she arrived. Now alone, the girl leaned against the wall next to the sink and turned on the faucet. She lost focus briefly and after a few moments, she realized she was just staring at the running water. In a slow motion, Illyanna splashed water on her face, looking in the mirror. She was just down to her panties and even blushed at her own reflection.<br/><br/>She felt her long hair, straight and fine, bringing the loose strands behind her ears. She breathed a heavy sigh and put a hand on the doorknob. She was at this party, and that was that. The least she could do was thank Beacon for allowing her in. She opened the door and cautiously made her way back to the room where Beacon and Samantha had been. When she got there, however, it was only Beacon. Illyanna felt something, but she wasn't sure if she was glad she wasn't walking in on anything or nervous because he wanted a new plaything. She blushed, trying to come up with something to say. Why hadn't she thought this out beforehand? "Uhhh... Ummm.... I... wanted to thank you for... you know... letting me into your party..." She put on a small embarrased smile and realized she hadn't been covering herself at all. With a small "Eep!" The girl covered her breasts with her arms again, beet red as she did it.