Locked

You look at the two women sat in the mud still getting sprayed by the sprinkler. Amy at least is half way decent now in her overall and socks, although the front is still gapeing open enough to show her pink bra and cleavage. Beth on the other hand is now in far less, socks, under shorts and a see thru vest. This day is getting better and better for you.

Amy finally fights her way to her feet, heading straight for the back door and grabbing at the handle, before pausing and turning to look a little sheepishly at Beth.

Beth returns the other woman gaze, before realisation suddenly dawns on her. "You're kidding me..."

Amy shakes her head slowly. "I wish.... it's locked."