Jason to the rescue

Chelsea was panicking. She looked as two officers emerged from the car. Her already sweaty body began soaking itself, nerves exciting as her breathing hitched. Oh god, the cops- they were coming this way! Any second they'd see her naked! She scrunched down lower in her seat, clutching her naked chest and crotch so hard it hurt!

"Fuck fuck fuck!" She whispered, terrified.

She was so nervous in fact that when I knocked on her window she let out a small, high pitch squeak.

"Hey babe!" I said, eyeing her hunched, naked form. "Having car trouble?"

"Jason, the cops are coming!" She whispered. "Give me clothes now!"

"No problem- I picked this up on the way." I cracked the door and threw in a small pile of fabric. "With none of your clothes at the house though, I had to improvise, so it's maybe not the most ideal outfit."

"Oh god, they're coming!" Chelsea squeaked.

"Get dressed fast then." I said, smirking at her...