Ben's Point of view

Knowing it isn't wise to stare, I turned to look away, but it was a little bit too late to un-see what I saw. She quickly covers her chest, man, seeing her expression from the corner of my eye, she was pissed and embarrassed, I couldn't blame her. I thought of giving her my shirt but we heard people slowly approaching the small corridor to the changing room, she hurries me backwards to the shower cubicle just behind me, shutting the door and leaning on it, at this point I was feeling guilty... I started to unbutton my shirt as I didn't want having her chest exposed even if she has a bra. She was still distracted thinking of what to do, I place my shirt over to her front placing it on top of her chest. Being in this kind of situation was...