Hide!

For a moment you freeze, terrified at the thought of them seeing you, but by some miracle they fail to notice the hot naked chick standing by the door. Instead they turn to grab something from the van and you take the opportunity to dive into the prickly bushes.

"Ow ow ow," you mutter, feeling the sting of the branches on skin that seems extra-sensitive.

"Let's start at the front," Joe says, making you groan.

With extra effort you wriggle your way through the greenery, thankful at least that your mother hadn't opted for the cactus garden she'd been talking about.

"Did they leave the old keys anywhere?" the younger fellow asks as you round the corner.

A slight yelp escapes your lip as your sore foot lands on something, sending you rolling to the grass clutching your foot.

"Huh? Oh yeah. She said she'd put a key-ring at the corner of the house," Joe says.

Sue's flexible body allows you to lift your foot high enough for you to blow on your poor toe and the pad of your foot that had stepped on something. As you try to sooth your pain you look to the object that caused it.

"Alright, I'll go get them," the younger man says as you stare at the ring full of keys that you just stepped on.