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Dear Journal,

Finally, after raising enough money for many months, many of the students, including myself were headed to Cape Canaveral Island in Florida to visit the actual NASA operations center. Thankfully the trip was done from an airplane since traveling on a bus would've taken much longer and be painfully boring. Many of the students had raised enough money to be able to stay in a rather expensive hotel, namely the Royal Mansions which had a nice view of the beach. I was extremely excited because I too was able to stay in that same hotel.

So we had one whole week to be here and enjoy ourselves, except during the mornings when everyone was picked up by a bus and headed for the NASA Center and learn much of the stuff they do. After everyone was dropped off back at the hotel, we were allowed to do whatever as long as we didn't do anything stupid. Of course I wasn't one to do such things and kept to myself most of the time. It was only the 3rd day and everyone was definitely enjoying their time. Occasionally I would go to the beach and enjoy the waves and swimming about in the water but today I had decided to simply stay in my room and enjoy watching TV from my queen sized bed.

Of course by now you'd know very well why I'm writing this. It had been many months since my last unfortunate 'wardrobe malfunction' and I only wish this would stop happening, but no. Once again, it happened and this time it last for a good long excruciating embarrassment which lead one thing to another. I suppose part of it was my fault but I'll explain everything from the start.

I had just returned from seeing the NASA Control Center and headed straight for my room since I was feeling hungry. As I was doing the order for room service, I changed clothes to just wearing shorts and a simple shirt, the shirt being a little too big for me but I didn't care. They were a bit old but I always felt comfortable and was good sleepwear. After ordering room service, I wondered as to what to do since it would be a while before the food would get here.

So I walked around a bit until I noticed the little ice container, which most hotels have for their guests. I'd figure to might as well and fill it up so she could place her soda pop can in it. I always disliked drinking anything that was warm because it never tasted the same as being cold. I got the ice container and headed out the door, not minding what I was currently wearing since most people would be in similar clothing. There wasn't that many people out and about currently and it would only take me a few moments to get some ice.

By the time I got to the ice machine, which was at the end of the hallway, I saw the small piece of paper that was taped on the machine saying, 'Out of Service' in cursive handwriting. "Just my luck," I muttered and sighed. I wasn't about to give up of course but I should've taken this as a sign and to just let it go and go back to my room. I figured that I might well and head one floor down to find a working ice machine. The door to the stairways was nearby so I opted to just head down the stairs onto the floor below. At the end of this hallway was the ice machine so I quickly went over to get what I needed.

I hummed to myself as I made my way back to the stairs, happy to have completed my tiny mission. I had both of my hands on the ice container since it became too cold to hold with just one hand. I had my back against the door in order to push it open with my bottom but as I did, I didn't notice there was a loose screw from the edge of the door and somehow it managed to find its way into a tiny gap in the seam of my shorts. As I managed to open it and start turn and walk away from the door, I felt a tug on my shorts. For some reason, even though I felt the tug, it didn't register into my head and as I continued to walk, the entire seam ripped apart including the frail old elastic waistband.

In just a few seconds, the shorts were rendered useless and I was left in just my shirt and my panties, which was all black with tiny green hearts all over it. I almost let off a squeal until I bit my tongue to suppress it. I looked down and I noticed that the hem of the shirt just barely covered me and was only half an inch from revealing my panties to anyone.

The sudden cold feeling from the ice container reminded me that I was still holding it so I adjusted myself to holding it in front of my panties to make sure nothing was being seen. I looked around just to make sure no one had seen me and was thankful I was alone. I was frustrated and not too surprised that this would happen as it was typical of my luck to land me in situations like this. At least I felt lucky enough that I was still relatively dressed and my room wasn't far. I hadn't seen anyone on the way to the ice machine, and I hopefully wouldn't on the way back.

I quickly walked back up the stairs, not planning to show anything off to anyone. The cold air that kept flowing in certain places was a constant reminder of past memories and my current situation. As I stood in front of the door that led to my hallway, I set the ice container down and tried to tug my shirt but the tight material couldn't be stretched nearly far enough to have extra bit of cover. With my shorts gone, I regretted my dumb decision to step out when I could've been waiting in my room. Even though it was only a small bit of fabric, and I was showing a bit more skin than what I'm used to, at this point I felt naked even though technically I wasn't.

I took a deep breath and opened the door and took a long look down the hall, making sure I didn't see any of the other guests or students. I picked up the ice container and entered the hallway, passing door after door, knowing I wouldn't be able to hide and anyone could just walk out and be seen. I tried not to stare at the doors and think about being caught but it was pretty hard not to. Even though no one here knew me, except for my classmates, I hardly wanted to be the subject of anyone's' "What happened over summer vacation" stories.

I slowly let out a breath of air, which I didn't realize I had been holding for some time, as I managed to get to my room undetected. As I pulled the door handle, nothing happened. I tried again and again but the door refused to open. It didn't hit me at first until I realized that I didn't have the keycard with me. I muttered a cuss as I remembered exactly where I left it, which was on top of the coffee table, and for managing to lock myself out of my room.

As I set the ice container down on the floor and standing back up, I tried to quickly think of something. I didn't want to admit it to myself but I had no other option other than to somehow make it down to the front desk at the lobby to get a new keycard for the room. I suddenly realized I was still standing around in the hallway and made a mad dash back towards the door that led back into the stairs to try and think it all over. I hated the fact that I had to run away from my room with no shorts, but I reasoned to myself that I would be safer at the stairs.

As I got close to the door, I swear I felt my heart nearly jump from my chest as I heard the elevator's chime and heard the doors opening at the opposite end of the hallway. In a matter of seconds, someone was about to step out of the elevator and see me! I would've normally taken the time to check the stairs, but with panic set in, I quickly opened the door and rushed in. I got lucky this time since no one was with me in the stairs and I just barely managed to avoid getting seen. I took a few steps down and sat down for a moment to relax and gather my thoughts. I honestly couldn't imagine a situation where I could get out of this mess without being seen considering what has happened to me before.

I tried to remember how the lobby was and where the front desk was located so I could minimize being seen as much as possible. I tried to think of ways to sneak up to the counter, but unfortunately I wouldn't be able to hide from anyone as I would ask for keycard replacement. Maybe if I tugged down my shirt from behind I could hide a little bit more of my bottom. I couldn't think of anything better than this so I gathered whatever courage I had left and began my descent down the stairs. I had five agonizing floors to go through as I continued to think about what I was going to do, or say. I spent the last few steps telling myself to not even stop at the door, but to just walk out there and head straight for the front desk as fast as I could.

My resolve wasn't nearly as strong enough, because as I opened the door and felt the air from the room flow through the doorway and graze across my bared fur on my legs, I let go of the door and quickly scurried away from it. I tried collecting myself once again, because I knew waiting wasn't going to help in getting myself back into my room. On my second attempt, I didn't runaway as I made it out the door and was in a small alcove that was attached to the lobby. Two elevators next to each other on the opposite side and around the corner was the front desk. It seemed to be a rather slow day since there was nobody in the lobby at all, at least for now but I knew that the entire lobby would have a view of her if anyone would enter. All this also depended on whether there was anyone at the front desk and I didn't want to risk peeking around any corners either so I didn't raise suspicion.

"Maybe if anyone sees, they'll just think it's a swimsuit," I said to myself, trying to gain a bit more confidence. I subconsciously adjusted my panties, to make sure they were at least well adjusted. I made my move before anyone else would enter the lobby and see me standing in the alcove, walking right out into the lobby, heading straight for the front desk. The lobby was very well lit, making sure that nothing could be hid in the shadows. I turned right away so as not to walk into the middle of the lobby, letting out a small sigh in relief that no one was there to see me and the fact that there was someone there at the front desk. My confidence grew as I realized that the counter was high enough to hide my lower half.

"May I help you miss," the lady behind the counter asked as I walked up. My mind went blank since I wasn't prepared to talk to anyone. Subconsciously my hands went to my back and held the shirt down, not realizing that the front part of the shirt rose too much, exposing quite a bit of what I wore under. "Oh... uhm... I was locked out of my room by accident," I said as I kind of looked around. I knew I looked rather suspicious doing this but I didn't want anyone else spotting me from behind and it was only a matter of time before someone did walk in.

"Okay, do you have an ID with you," the lady asked. I almost wanted to comment on the lack of pockets and I wasn't about to show her that I didn't have any pants or shorts on. I meekly said, "I... uhm... don't..." The lady would quickly explain, "Oh well you can probably guess I can't just give you a keycard to a room with nothing to prove who you are." I wasn't even sure what I was doing, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone walking into the lobby. It was two girls just a year or two younger than myself probably. I swear I could feel their eyes looking at me as if wondering as to why I was holding my shirt down from behind, but at least they weren't able to see the front side. I looked back at the desk lady, not wanting to know what they were thinking or even saying.

"Please, I need to get back to my room," I begged to her. "Isn't there something I can do to prove who I am? Like the card I used to pay for the room ends with 0452? I've also been here for two nights now and I just ordered room service!" I was starting to become panicky, wanting to get out of the lobby as quick as possible. The lady began to type on the computer and said, "Okay... I suppose that will do. Just give me a moment to pull up the information." I stood there waiting for the lady to finish whatever she was doing to pull up my information from the computer. I finally dared myself to look behind to look at the two girls but they were gone, but instead a man in a business suit was doing a double take as he came through the front door.

I quickly turned away from him, not wanting to make eye contact, still keeping my hands where they were, holding the shirt down. Again I subconsciously raised my right foot and rubbed it against the back of my left calf, remembering just how bare my fur was. "Hurry up, hurry up," I pleaded in my mind. "Okay... so long as you understand that you'll need to bring this keycard back before the end of the day or else we'll be adding a charge to your card for losing the keycard," the lady explained as she handed me the keycard. I brought up a hand to get the keycard while the other stayed where it was. "Thank you so much," I almost shouted with relief as I instantly darted off towards the stairs, my other hand letting of the shirt. This was a big mistake since my shirt acted like a rubber band and shot upwards, exposing my bottom towards the man that was there.

At this point I didn't even care and headed straight for the alcove to get to the stairs but I saw a ground of people getting off the elevators and some of them were my classmates. Entering in a panic mode, I didn't think to turn back and instead I went for the first cover I could see, and that was the hallway that was in front of me. I walked past the elevator alcove and was now in the hallway. I wanted to stop and wait, but I wasn't sure if the people would be heading my way, so I looked down the hall to try to find a quick solution.

I saw the door that led to the indoor swimming pool, which were only ten steps away from me. I really hoped that my panties looked like being part of a bikini swimsuit but that was really just stretching it. Either way my idea was getting a towel or something to be able to cover myself and go back to my room without problems. I heard the voices coming closer so I quickly dashed in, but in my haste, I didn't realize the pool was so close to the door, ending up falling into the pool.

I swam back up and looked around; spotting a man that had turned his attention towards her and said, "Are you okay miss? You should really watch where you're going!" I nodded my head in acknowledgement and held onto the edge since I was on the deep end area of the pool. I looked at my hand and sighed in relief that I hadn't let go of the keycard but my relief didn't last long as I noticed that my shirt was almost becoming transparent, revealing the bright red bra I was wearing under it. Again I cussed to myself as I started to question myself why I didn't wear a black shirt instead. I looked towards the man once more and noticed he was busy doing his swimming exercises.

I knew I looked rather foolish just hanging onto the edge like someone that was new to swimming. At least the water wasn't freezing cold as some pools were prone to be. In fact since the sunroof was open, the sunrays had kept the water rather warm. As much as I wanted to get out, I didn't want him to see what I was wearing underneath so I figured hiding in the water might hide what I was wearing but I only hoped that maybe my underwear would pass for a bikini. Suddenly I felt something loosen within my shirt.

End of Part 1