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Chapter 32 by jw_wjw jw_wjw

How does Candace cover up?

With David's print

"Hang on," she started up and unzipped her suitcase next to her.

"I thought you said it was empty."

"Oh it is, except for one thing David gave me," she took out the matted print of the pine tree.

"Wow, he must really like you."

"That won't cover you."

"Believe me, it's better than nothing," Candace countered, "here, give me your information." Candace fished out her ID from the backpack while Janice duly gave her daughter the prescription and family insurance policy card. Candace then opened the door with confidence and sat up, covering her crotch (still lubed up and slightly open courtesy of Stemkovitz) with David's art. She tried to hold the print in one hand and cover her breasts and hold the paperwork with the other, but the wind did not allow for that as it almost snatched the print up without mercy. Sighing, she ended up with the paperwork in her right hand and the print in both hands, strutting (strutting!) through the automatic doors and walking up to the pharmacist's counter.

"Hello, I'm here to pick up a prescription for Plan B."

"You must be Candace?"

"Yup" she said with a smile.

"Your mother didn't tell me you were a naturist." Naturist!?!?!?! This day was getting weirder and weirder for the girl. She bit her tongue and didn't want to explain her situation, while the clerk filled up her bottle. Luckily for the girl with no credit card, everything was covered by insurance.

"Thank you!" she asserted forcefully to the clerk as she turned to leave. On her way out, someone from the Des Moines Register recognized her, and more importantly saw a striking aesthetic opportunity of the toned college girl with a small painting of a pine tree strategically covering her crotch while keeping her breasts bare. A few silent iPhone snaps later, and a new symbol for hippieism emerged.

Candace walked out and smiled at her parents, her new medicine in her left hand, everything stationery in her right, and David's fig-leaf art in both. She got into the car and the family drove off; she was really looking forward to this dinner.

What happens during dinner?

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