<strong>Felina</strong>let out a loud sigh as Nina and her goons left the room.<br/><br/><strong>"The fucking bitch! Who does she thinks she is? Rushing into our place like that!"</strong><br/><br/>She hated the stench of the girl's pee which was floating all around her and plastering her hair to her head, which was making her feel like a drenched cat. She would not have dared to hug her friends in her pitiful state, but as Red hugged them first, she allowed herself to relax and feeling the closeness and love reassured and calmed her.<br/><br/>She hated the idea to leave without a proper shower but she knew they had to leave immediately. She took her dress from the chair she had laid it upon earlier and squeezed her body into it. It was a tight black leather dress than hanged from her neck by two straps that left her back totally bare to just above the crack of her butt. On the front, the straps widened to a pair or bra cups that seemed painted on her firm breasts, leaving a narrow triangle of cleavage between them that went down almost to her belly button. From about the height of her crotch, the dress opened into four knee-long parts, separated by four slits, which allowed her to straddle a bike or run without being hindered. She clasped the heart-shaped, glistening buckle of the black-leather belt that went with the dress. The dress had costed a good percentage of the 50'000 $ and she hoped Nina's urine would not ruin it.<br/><br/>She looked around, searching for her thong, but could not find it.<br/><br/><strong>"Bex? Where did you throw my thong! I can't find it!"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"It must be around the couch,"</strong>Bex answered.<br/><br/>Felina went there and found the red-leather thong hidden behind a maculated cushion, where it had landed. SHe had no time to put it on and, instead, rolled it into a tight ball and shoved it in one of the pouches that were attached to her belt.<br/><br/>Felina was always ready for that kind of emergency departure and never carried much into any motel, and then only unpacked the strict necessary. In the present case, she had not even had the time to unpack anything as they had all rushed into the arms and legs of each other. So, Felina just had to grab her saddle bags, which she threw over one shoulder.<br/><br/>As she hurried to the door, she scooped her black, high-heeled sandals and shoved them into her bag. She had no time to buckle the tiny clasps now. She would go barefoot for now.<br/><br/>Putting her dress had taken her little more time than to her friends and she saw them ready, waiting at the door.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm ready. Let's go!"</strong>