Hide again

You are just about to bend over to grab the keys you hear footsteps approaching. Panicking you leave the keys next to the small rock and dive into the bush.

As you crouch and adjust yourself you realize the shrub you had ducked behind wasn't as thick as you expected it to be; anyone who focuses on the shrub will see you behind it.

You hear the steps approach and stop.

"Bingo" says the younger locksmith. You look through the shrubs and notice the work boots were pointed towards you.

'Oh crap he can see me' you think as you notice the boots take a few steps towards you.

"Well come on, we still have 3 more jobs to do before lunch" calls the older locksmith.

"Yeah I'm coming." The boots turn and walk back towards the front door.

You stand, and look at your body. Your legs have a few small scratches and your toe is red, but apart from that everything was intact apart from being in a female body ... what what a hot body .....

'SLAP'

You slap yourself on your face, trying to focus on your current situation rather then the possibilities you can have with your new body and your current state of mind.

You move back behind the house. You can see the locksmiths calling into the house, "Hello! anyone home?" You move closer to the laundry window that is open and listen.

"Didn't the woman say her daughter was going to be home?" says the older locksmith.

"Yeah. Oh hey look, found a family picture," says the younger locksmith.

You hear some foot steps then "Hot damn she is hot. The boy looks like such a nerd though" says the older locksmith.

"Yeah, I'll definitely tap that arse though" says the younger locksmith.

"Yeah you would tap your own sister," said the older Locksmith.

You were getting angry at the fact they were belittling your original body, but they seemed to be busy admiring Sue's body...

"Okay, I'll take the front door and you do the back door" said the older locksmith.

You ponder your choices. You could possibly sneak past one of them when they open the door to get inside and get some clothes. But if they saw you how would you explain your current lack of clothing?

Try the front door? Try the back door? Sue's mobile rings? The peeping neighbor spots you and watches, or comes to help you?