There's gotta be a music store in town

The short walk to your car is something else, it feels so naughty to be out in just a shirt, one that barely covers you too. You keep your smug amusement to yourself though, figuring that despite such behaviour being legal it doesn't quite mean it's accepted. This is compounded by you seeing various people out and about, none of them seem to be flaunting or exposing themselves.

As you hop into your car your cheeks flush red, your shirt hiked up a little, now you've got bare ass on car seat. It's not quite leather but the texture does make you a lot more aware of your state of undress. Even more so when you pull out of the parking lot, though with more cover you get more daring, pulling your shirt up even more, letting it rest comfortably at your middle, exposing your entire bottom half to the breeze.

"Fuckin' hell...and anywhere else I'd be scared shitless that I'd be pulled over..." You can't help but let that smug amusement fly now. Years of wanting to do things like this without legal consequences, and here you are, in a town that permits such antics.

Unfortunately though your antics are cut short when you spot what you're looking for coming up on the left, looks like a guitar store. As a player of the guitar you're pretty much sold already. You pull up in a space out front then fix up your shirt, making sure you look decent enough to talk shop, then you head on in.

The selection they've got is more than you expected, for a smallish town that is. Some high quality pieces, but nothing remarkable, perfect kind of place really, don't want somewhere too rich for your blood. Aesthetic is probably part of why the place is a ghost town though, lots of skulls and metal stuff, black and red, that kind of thing. Your attention is drawn to the sole other person in here though, girl behind the cash register. She's tall (or you're simply short) with long dark hair, light skin that's accentuated by dark makeup around the eyes.

You make your way over, eager to make conversation. She seems more focused on her phone than you.

"Hey uh, you run this place? Pretty cool store" You say with a slight smirk, leaning on the counter a little. "I'm Daniel by the way" Laying on the charm a little.

"Are you, trying to flirt with me?" She asks, her tone level and cool, she just about glances up at you to get a quick read of you.

"That a problem if I am?" It'd be pointless to beat around the bush, besides if you lied you'd look weird anyway.

"Hm not exactly. But considering you haven't brought a wallet and you forgot to wear any pants today kinda loses you points"

"What? I uh..." That is a good point, your wallet isn't exactly on you at the moment "Okay how did you even...?"

"Your little forest sticks out whenever you take a step"

"It does? I mean, is that a problem?" How the hell was this girl onto you so hard? She had laser focus

"Well we have a 'no shoes, no shirt, no service' rule here. But it's reversed if the customer isn't wearing any bottoms" You see the echo of a smirk on her face, or you think you do anyway

"That's not a real rule" You reply with a blush, you're supposed to be the forward one here, but between Clarice and this goth chick you're feeling kind of on the backfoot at the moment. Especially given the implications she's laying down.

She doesn't even bother to reply, simply holding up a laminated card that pretty much spelled it out. It even included exceptions like dresses that don't technically have bottoms, but aren't indecent. "And given that flirting with a staff member can be customer service or grounds for getting kicked out, how do you wanna do this?"

"Wait if I say no are you gonna kick me out?" You stammer, flabbergasted at this turn of events.

"No, only if you continue afterwards" She clarified, then got back to her phone.

So this is it? Given an ultimatum by the second person she's met in town. Either leave sad, or get bareass naked and continue flirting with a sexy goth girl who may be into rock music, though you don't want to assume about that last part just yet.