Her new life

An hour later, Rhonda was returned home by police car and allowed back inside by Officer Davids. When she stepped into her home, she saw another cop leaving with a box that seemed to be full of what once were her clothes. "Let me guess, you're possessing these until my parole is up?"

"Indeed. Until then, you shall only wear those barcodes. Bath towels and bedsheets shall remain however, but you can't use them for modesty's sake." Davids answered stoically. "Good day."

With that, Rhonda was once again left alone with only the barcodes and her thoughts. She went to her couch and turned on the TV when suddenly, her cat Millie came slithering in and rested herself on her owner's nude body.

"Hi sweetie-pie." Rhonda cooed to her feline friend. "You're probably wondering what Mommy is doing all naked like this. Well, she was accused of doing bad things and now this is her punishment. Would you still love me, even if I'm not wearing anything like you are?"

The cat barely paid attention and instead licked her paw. "I'll take that as a yes." Rhonda added when her phone started buzzing. Picking it up, she found a text message from Beatrice of all people. "Hello Rhonda. How are things?" she asked.

"I'm fine, but how did you get my number?" Rhonda replied.

"I added it to your contacts while you were getting your identification." the doctor responded. "I was wondering since we gotten to know each other earlier today, maybe we should hang out sometime."

"Okay, that'd be neat." Rhonda texted back. "What do you think we should do?"

"Text you back tomorrow. Currently working on another young lady much like you." Beatrice concluded and soon, Rhonda turned to texting Jean to tell her the news. She sent all the pictures she took with Dr. Gordon along with a snide text saying "Made a new friend, all thanks to you slut." However the reply she got was a definite surprise.

"Funny you should mention that bitch. I'm now no longer allowed to wear clothes because I left my ID in the car!"