No, and she’s found out.

The father scratched his head lightly, a puzzled express written on his face. “...I don’t know, let me take a look at it.” He said, as he began walking towards the door.

Marie slowly rotated the gate to hide her body as he passed, and looked towards the door. He raised an eyebrow in confusion, before looking closely at the gate Marie was hiding behind. After a few seconds of staring, his eyes suddenly went wide and he quickly walked off towards his house.

“I... I need to go get something, wait right here.” He said, as he headed inside. Marie noticed him whisper something into his daughter’s ear, which caused her to look at Marie with a wide-eyed grin. Marie blushed, and crept back behind the fence.

“What was that all about?” Marie wondered, as she leaned her bare back against the fence. She heard someone call out behind the gate.

Marie peeked her head out of the small gap in the door, carefully positioning the rest of her body behind the gate.

The daughter waved her hand, before stating “Miss? I thought I should introduce myself. My name’s Emily! What’s yours?” She extended a hand, expecting a handshake. Her short blonde hair glistened in the afternoon sunlight.

Marie fumbled a bit with her words, as she impulsively outreached her own arm and shook hands. “My name’s M-Marie.”

They retreated their hands away from each other, and Emily smiled towards Marie. “It’s awful, I couldn’t imagine being locked out of the house. You seem to be handling it quite well.”

Marie smiled awkwardly, and looked off down the street. “Well... thank you. You seem very nice! Are you graduated?”

Emily smiled widely and nodded her head. “Yes! I’ve been taking some classes at the community college nearby. Say, why don’t you come inside? My Dad’s grilling out, and I know we have plenty of food.” She grinned more deviously at the last bit, and seemed eager to hear Marie’s response.

Marie panicked. “What do I say?” She thought, stuttering as she **** words out. “N-no, I think I’m good. I w-wouldn’t want to be too much trouble.” She said, faking a smile.

Emily grinned widely, and started walking towards Marie’s front door. She took a look down at the robe, and loudly questioned “Hey Marie? Is this robe yours?”

Marie’s heart rate dropped, then seemed to skyrocket. “The robe! She knows!” Marie thought to herself in a panic. She hastily called back “Y-yes. It’s stuck...”

Emily was suppressing a laugh, as she let out an exaggerated gasp. “Wait a minute, what are you wearing? Surely you aren’t running around your yard in the nude!”

Marie bit her lip, unable to answer. Emily hopped over the side of the porch, and looked closely at the door. “I can’t believe this!” She said, shielding her eyes sarcastically. Marie looked at her confused. She was about to ask the problem, when she looked at the fence. She realized the tiny, millimeter sized cracks between the boards had offered a slight glimpse of her bare skin. Nothing was fully bared at first sight, but close inspection through the boards made her current state of dress well known.

Marie’s blush returned in full ****, her cheeks reddening as she brought her hands up to cover her breasts. She closed the gate, and tried to ignore Emily’s chuckling.

“Wait! Wait! I’m sorry, I got carried away. I want to help, really!” Emily explained through the gate.

Marie scoffed. “Unless you’ve got something I can wear, I don’t want your help.”

Emily rattled the fence gate. “Please? I can give you a ride, or try and get my Mom’s help. My dad was going to leave you out here until he could cook some dinner up, and have me deliver it to you. I promise, no more jokes.”

Marie quickly retorted “Can you just get me something to wear?” She brought her hands up to her breasts, and covered them the best she could as she turned away from the gate.

“I’d love to, really. But I know for a fact that my Mom and Dad wouldn’t be cool with lending you some clothes, and my clothes are probably several sizes too small.” Emily seemed unsure as she spoke up, and looked nervously towards her house.