Get those plums.

Now, in order to pick the fruit, you'll have to uncover yourself. So, you look around thoroughly to make sure the coast is clear, and then slowly raise your hands up from your loins and take a deep breath. You feel a chilly breeze waft between your legs. The wetness is all the more obvious now. You purse your lips, and stretch your body up to reach the branches. You even have to hop slightly for some of them. Now this is a bad situation to be seen in!

You try to act fast, just in case someone is somehow watching... besides Hannah, who looks very happy. You get a handful of them and hold them against your nudity below. Then, you start walking awkwardly back to the manor.

It dawns on you that at any time, those two boys and their dog could come sprinting back up the path, and you'd really be helpless then. So, you turn around, and begin walking backwards so that you can watch. If they pop up, you'll run! So far so good, however. You do need to go slower, though, so that you don't trip and fall.

About halfway across the yard, you stop and sneeze. It's definitely that season. Though, the gods of bad luck must have cursed you, because during the sneeze, an elderly man steps out of the neighbour's manor and into the garden. The worst part is you didn't even hear it. So you continue stepping backwards with the plums in front of you, and all seems well. That is, until you hear a voice.

The elderly man is standing at the fence of his property, and is looking straight at your plums! No, not the ones you're holding. Your behind is on full display. Awkwardly, he clears his throat, as if you get your attention.

You jump so high you nearly fumble your fruits to the ground. You spin around, still covering up, and flush red.

"These fences don't block the view, you know!" he shouts from across the yard.

You stutter an apology, but you can barely speak.

Suddenly, you hear Hannah's voice beside you. You didn't even notice her come out.

"Sorry, Mr. Winchester. It's just a little bet she lost. Come on. Let's get you inside before the whole family comes out to watch."

The man seems flustered, but not in a bad way. You can't help but notice him having to readjust his trousers as well. Though Hannah takes your elbow, and starts walking you back to the doorway. As you go, your rear bounces, and you have no way to cover it. You bite your lip thinking about how might still be staring directly at it, and you're helpless to stop him. It's a thrill.