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"I'm gone for an hour, and I come back home to find you skinny dipping in my pool?!" The Man asked, looking between the four naked women hiding behind the pool raft with a frown. "Get out of my backyard right now!"

"O-okay, Mr. Harrison." Isabella stammered, the four women sidestepping towards their clothes with the raft still in front of them. "We'll be on our way just as so as we -"

"No, right now!" Mr. Harrison snapped, "Drop that raft and get out before I call the cops!"

"But our clothes!" Alice exclaimed, "We need our -"

"Right! That's it! Napoleon, get out here!"

"Uh, Izzy..." Dana asked with a nervous chuckle, "Who’s Napoleon?"

"Please tell me he's married and he's calling his son out to humiliate us further..." Caitlyn begged.

"I see, you were chased by a mastiff out of the yard, right?" Mr. Brindlewall asked, raising an eyebrow in disbelief as he turned to Isabella. "And you neglected to mention to your friends that your neighbor had a dog."

"In my defense, I had assumed that his dog was over at his ex-wife's for the night." Isabella explained. "And as for the breed, Mr. Harrison has a... pretty exotic taste in mix breeds. Napoleon's half Rottweiler and half..."

"WOLF!" Dana and Alice screamed as the Rottweiler/wolf mix came bounding out of the house and charging the four girls, barking in an attempt to protect his home.

"RUN!" Isabella yelled as the four dropped the raft and ran back to the fence, desperately scrambling over it as Napoleon barked and howled, coming an inch close to snapping his jaws onto Caitlyn's bare ass cheek.

"AND DON'T THINK I'M NOT CALLING THE COPS!"

Once on the other side of the fence, the four sprinted off until they came to a stop by a mailbox. As the group caught their breath, Isabella looked around and went wide eyed. "Um, who grabbed our clothes before we left?"

"Wait... WE LEFT THEM BACK THERE?!" Alice shrieked, slapping her hand over her womanhood and arm over her breasts as she burned a bright neon red.

"In our defense, we were too preoccupied with escaping the jaws of a freaking Hell Hound!" Caitlyn spat as she glared down Isabella. "Why didn’t you tell us that he had a dog, Isabella?!"

"I didn't think it was important..."

"You didn’t think - YOU DIDN'T THINK AT ALL!" Dana shouted as she nervously looked around before a look of horror came to her face. "Oh, God! We left our wallets and IDs in our pockets! If your neighbor hands them over to the police..."

"We're dead..." Alice whimpered, on the verge of tears as she cowered behind the mailbox. "Our lives are officially over and it's all your fault, Isabella..."

"Look, let's not panic." Isabella said, trying to remain calm. "All we have to do is go back to my place and -"

"And just how do you plan we get in to your house?" Caitlyn challenged, narrowing her eyes. "Your house keys are in your pocket!"

"Well, Cait, I'm open to suggestions if any of you would like to step up." Isabella argued.

"Uh, guys..." Alice said as she lifted one of her hands up and pointed behind the other three. "Will that be able to help us?"