They make it home

It was possibly the longest ten minutes of Sophie's life, but somehow she was able to keep her cool and prevent her shirt from rising up enough to expose her nudity. It still felt so incredibly weird to be chatting with Fred while so exposed, but by the time they made it to their houses she had almost managed to feel comfortable.

Fred's house was the first on the block and as they reached his gate he turned to Sophie and smiled. "Well, here we are dear, Come on in."

Sophie looked at him blankly. "Huh?"

Fred just chuckled. "You said you'd love to come and meet my mother remember?" He nudged her playfully in the ribs, the shopping bags fortunately preventing too much ****.

"I did?" Sophie asked in surprise.

Fred laughed again. "I knew you weren't paying attention," he told her. "You do seem to be very distracted this morning."

Sophie's mind drifted to her almost exposed body and shuddered slightly. "No, I'm fine honest," she reassured him.

Fred grinned. "Great, well, come on then." He added, opening the gate and ushering for her to head in first.