A tiny problem

It was pretty late by the time Dana got off the taxi. There was a fairly cold breeze blowing, making her shiver slightly. She closed the taxi door behind her, the motion making her purse swing and bounce off her butt.

Her bare butt. She looked down in horror. Her dress had disappeared from her body - again, leaving her naked on the street.

She let out a high pitched yelp as she frantically reached for her purse, searching for her key. Her phone gave a little ding as a new message appeared. It was from the same number as the last message.

"Making sure you got my message. See you tomorrow."

Dana cursed under her breath. She looked around nervously - had he followed her? She couldn't see anyone else nearby. There were a odd glances from occasionally passing cars, but thankfully nobody stopped. She decided to leave the questions for later. Right now, getting home to safety was the most important thing.

After some tense moments, she finally managed to dig out her key from her purse. She ran inside.