"I'm sure a clothing closet would have been a better choice, but I've never been of a traditional mind." Molly took Savannah's hand and tried to edge past Cath, but they couldn't get past him blocking the door. "I'm afraid a love such as ours cannot be contained in a storage closet anymore. Nor can our kink. It's the plumbing, you know. The pipes may seem rather phallic, but there's a female end as well. It's not our fault men always think of things having to do with their own plumbing."
Molly eyed the slight opening to Cath's right. Oh, it'd take thinner than her to get through. Maybe Savannah...
"There's really no need to fuss. Forced uncloseting is often a blessing in disguise." She looked to the ground, "oh my! Is that a squirrel?!"