Standing there, half bent over her bed, rummaging through her carefully packed bags for something comfortable to spend the evening in, Katie's little white cotton-covered bum was aimed practically straight at the door.  Liberty's quick peek would allow her to see those perfectly innocent panties, covering a little bubble bum still not completely into the fullness of womanhood.  Little almost childish pink hearts dotted the cotton, above her slender, coltish legs.<br/><br/>Katie's reaction was delayed just long enough by shock and surprise that the door was fully closed before the loud squeak of utter embarrassment echoed beyond the paneling.  She stood stock still, clutching her hands to her chest as if to hide her charms from a closed and empty room for a long few breaths, her own cheeks bright pink with what had just happened.  It took another minute for her hands to stop shaking enough that they weren't actively trembling when she slipped into her pyjamas.  The soft fleece was innocent enough, and even though she'd never think of them that way, they were a tiny bit on the small side, having owned them for several years.  They were just comfy.<br/><br/>With a final deep breath, she headed out, opening her door and walking the few feet to Liberty's room.  If she let it just sit there between them, then they'd be all strained and kind of weird feeling for weeks.  No way to live with a room-mate, that is.  She reached out and knocked on the door frame to draw the fox girl's attention up to her.  Katie let her eyes look over Liberty's face, kind of confused as to the look in those eyes.  "Umm... Liberty?  Y...you wanted to ask me something?"