"Okay!"  It was meant as a response to both the essay work, and the fact that Lauren would be right back at the same time.  She accompanied it with a glance over her shoulder to make sure she was looking at the person she was talking to, and instead got an eyeful of one very naked, very rounded little bum bouncing away from the kitchenette and into Liberty's room.  Only when Lauren had actually disappeared from sight did Katie return her eyes back in front of her, feeling the biggest blush ever flooding her face.  Not only had she caught a glimpse, but she had outright<em>ogled</em>her new room-mate's butt!<br/><br/>Why was it that she was more embarrassed about having maybe been caught than the actual looking?  Liberty's little rant broke her out of her reverie, and Katie realized she not only didn't have anything else she could do in the kitchen, but that she definitely did have little shooting tingles of warmth going through her, and they were definitely not from the oven.<br/><br/>Her answer was a little ragged, before she swallowed a mouthful of coke, and tried again.  "You're a writer, Liberty?  Like as in stories and stuff?"