Your prayers have been answered(?)

"You know," Penny begins the small talk, "I know I've been quite... harsh on you, but I actually do think you're quite cute and clever when you've not got naked women around you."

"Th... thanks..." you try desperately to express the utmost gratitude in your condition, everything throbbing from the blush in your cheeks to the soles of your bare feet once more slapping the moss on the side of the pavement.

"As you might know," she continues, smirking at your continued inability to form sentences, "I don't usually go around doing ... these sorts of things. I thought it was quite strange when your sister asked me and Christie to come over and take all our clothes off, but I thought it'd be funny on a lark, especially since..."

Her blush deepens, and she gives that giggle again, that damn sweet high and hearty giggle like Sweet Anita.

"I quite like you - and yes, it's obvious it's requited. I know the cat's got your tongue right now, so assuming we can get your clothing situation sorted by then I'd be happy to go to the Last Day of Proms with you."

Fucking hell!! You just scored big with Penny! Wait, what did she mean by 'assuming they could get your clothing situation sorted by then'? The Last Day of Proms is two weeks away, what have they done with your clothes?!?!

"Right then," you two arrive at Penny's house as she leads you to the gate of the garden and unlocks it with a key from her purse before sitting you down on one of two lawn chairs, "I'll be back with sunscreen."

You notice Penny dash onto her patio and into the kitchen from the sliding back doors of the house, her posterior jiggling delightfully as she gracefully holds her hands out from her sides. You can't quite seem to remember if she closed the garden gate, however...