Present it nude

I stuttered. “I- you want me,” I choked on my own words, “to- WHAT?! No. No. I understand. You want me to be fully nude showing you the house.” I took a breath. Fully nude? I’m barely wearing anything as is!

“Ok. Yeah. Will there be anyone with you? Will you come alone? Ok good. So it’s just gonna be us girls? Great. I- I-I can- Yeah, I can work with that. Yeah. Uh huh. No, I really needed this sale. I’ll be willing to do that for you.”

She spoke again through the phone. I waited to hear her finish.

“Um yeah. Uh. Wait, you’re coming now? Ok. I’ll prep up the house and I’ll see you soon.” You hung up and put your phone on the side table. “What the fuck! I gotta get naked? Oh god, this is going to be so weird! Okay, okay. Here we go. This is happening.” I got up and walked to the kitchen entrance.

“Okay okay. Um. Well this is convenient. This is happening. Yeah, I’m fine.” I started unbuttoning my red shirt. Before I took it off, I removed my heels and put them on the counter. “I’m just gonna show her the house really quickly. This is what she wanted. This is what she’ll get. I gotta hurry. Floor needs to be swept and whole place has to look presentable.” I took into account that I had to look presentable as well and hurried along my undressing.

“This sale better be worth it.” I began pulling down my skirt. I put it up on the counter with my shoes. I looked at myself. The words fully naked echoed in my head. I pulled off my shirt and was left naked.

The adrenaline was getting to me. I was standing nude and uncovered in a random house. The adrenaline completely overran my tiredness.