A shopping trip, where Waverly hides in the car.

Dolls and Doc were quickly herded out by Wynonna, before her attention returned to her half-nude sister. Waverly gave a shy smile, trying and failing to seem like things were normal.

“Ok. No clothes in the house, and you went bottomless today. I get the feeling there’s a hell of a story there,” she said.

“Kinda,” Waverly said. “Can we talk about this at a better time?”

“What? Oh, right,” Wynonna said, catching herself.

Her gaze momentarily flickered down, to Waverly’s bare legs Waverly flushed.

“I’ll make a trip to the shops,” Wynonna said. “It should at least last us a few days.”

“Can I come with you?” Waverly said.

Wait, no, she didn’t want to-

“What?” Wynonna said. “Uh, Waves, you’re kinda liable to get us arrested like that.”

“No, um, I’ll stay in the car,” Waverly said. “I just… want to get something on as soon as possible. Please don’t leave me alone Wynonna, not like this.”

She fidgeted with the cushion, not quite sure what she was saying. Honestly it did scare her a bit to be alone, at least Wynonna could stop her from doing anything too bad.

Hopefully.

Then again, being in the car while bottomless in the middle of the street was a bit nerve-wracking. But so long as Wynonna could make it back quickly…

Wynonna’s expression softened.

“Sure Waves,” she said. “You can relax. Uh. You up to getting to the car?”

Ah. Right. She’d almost forgotten about that step.

“If you leave the door open,” Waverly said hopefully.

There wasn’t much more discussion to have, they both knew what they had to do. Wynonna hurried outside to their car, kicking the passenger door open, while Waverly watched, crouched by the window.

When the car was in view, she nervously moved to the front door. She kept most of her body behind it, craning her neck around to peer outside.

It didn’t look like anyone was near. True, the Homestead wasn’t the busiest place, but that didn’t mean people couldn’t have been close enough to see her.

Wynonna waved her across. Waverly bit her lip, gathering her courage.

Even inside, where she knew she was alone, she was still uncomfortable to have so much out. Where she was, with her pussy hidden by the door, she still cringed to have her ass so visible to just the air behind her.

It felt wrong to be so exposed.

Inhaling, Waverly ran. She let the door’s own momentum shut it as she streaked over the ground, focusing on nothing but the open car ahead.

She refused to look to the side, just praying no one was close enough to see. She didn’t want to confirm one way or the other, for fear yet more people could see her like this.

Until finally, breathless, she made it into the car; she shut the door behind her, and fidgeted on the seat.

No one could see her, from outside at least. Wynonna was pointedly keeping her eyes forward. The windows were too high, Waverly focused on that point.

Surely things couldn’t get any worse?