(Subplot) Making Contact

"Erm, well I guess we could hang out for a bit, but there isn't really a lot to do in here" Maggie answered her would-be guest. It was true enough, but still an excuse "I've just been playing on my phone"

"Can you even get a signal here?"

"Nope"

"Well, I have a PC in my room" the awkward adolescent offered "It is online if you want to use it"

"Actually, that would be really useful" Maggie had to admit.

When Maggie had got dressed for work that morning, this was not at all how she had expected things to pan out. The working day was not even over yet, and she was sat naked in a teenagers messy bedroom, surrounded by wrestling and **** metal band posters, while he sat on his bed and stared at her.

She was at least able to scour the internet to try and find any mention of Naked Ambition or some kind of explanation for her current situation, though she had to do it while answering questions from the bedrooms owner, who she now knew as Nate. Every single question was related to her nudity.

"So how long have you been a nudist?"

"Do you actually like being naked then?"

"Do you stay naked even if someone is taking a photo of you?"

Maggie answered each question as briefly as she could without being rude. She was keen to find the information she needed before Nate found the courage to ask for the selfie with her that he was so obviously building up to.

There wasn't much information about Naked Ambition online, it seemed the company behind it may have had some way of removing any mention of the apps name from the web, but there were a couple of things she found interesting. There were reports on a forum that a handful of very attractive young women in London, England, who had all worked for the same company, suddenly stopped showing up for their jobs and were then seen out and about naked together, quite out of character and with no explanation. It had caused quite a stir over there.

In the US there was a small group of around half a dozen women calling themselves the glitches who described themselves as "naked, but not by choice". They seemed to be careful not to use the apps' name in their blurb, but everything about the situation they were describing rang true for Maggie. There was an email address for someone named Barbie who seemed to be the spokesperson for the group. Maggie fired off an email to her before looking up and over at Nate who had gone strangely quiet.

"Oh my goodness!"

Maggie was shocked, but probably shouldn't have been surprised, to see Nate sitting with his dick literally in his hand, stroking himself. Embarrassed, he at least had the decency to stop what he was doing and place a pillow over his throbbing erection to hide it.

"I'm really sorry Maggie. I just think you are way too good looking to be a nudist. I couldn't help it"

"It's fine, I should leave you to it though" Maggie excused herself as she edged her way out of the room "I've done what I needed to for now. Thanks!"