Joan has the clothes

James, the driver, and the quietest of them all, pulled the car out of the parking lot and onto the main road. Melissa, sitting in the middle of the backseat again, felt a surge of (dare she feel) confidence from the excitement of their mall adventure.

"Um, guys?" she spoke up hesitantly. "Could we maybe go back to the dentist's office? I had an appointment there, and my clothes are still there."

Chaz turned around in the passenger seat, camera still rolling. "Sure thing! We'll head there now."

As they drove, Melissa realized she was still wearing only Chaz's t-shirt. She glanced at the shopping bag with her new clothes, but with John and Joan pressed against her on either side, she knew changing would be far too bothersome to the back of the car. John looked so relaxed, even though his hand was sitting on her right thigh.

Then another thought struck her. They were back in the car now, so Chaz probably wanted his shirt back. She bit her lip, knowing what this meant, but decided to push through her embarrassment.

Melissa took a deep breath, then slowly pulled the shirt over her head. She was now completely naked again, on full display for Chaz's livestream. She handed the shirt forward, her cheeks burning.

"Thanks," Chaz said, taking it back. His eyes roamed appreciatively over her body before he turned back to the front.

Melissa sat there, naked and exposed, as they drove through the city. She tried to act casual, but her heart was racing. Every time they passed another car or stopped at a light, she wondered if people could see her.

"The viewers are loving this," Chaz commented, glancing at his phone. "They can't believe how cool you are about all this, Melissa."

She managed a small smile, unsure how to respond.