A conversation Nancy would rather not have...

Over the next few days, Nancy tried to stay out do the house as much as possible.

She and Mike weren't making eye contact, and whenever his friends were around her cheeks turned a deep red and she shivered inside her clothes...although Nancy reassured herself with the knowledge that they hadn't seen her FULLY naked. She would have to leave Hawkins forever if that happened!

But there was one thing she still needed to do, that she kept putting off.

Return Steve's jacket.

Many times she had picked it up, and once even got outside his front door, but couldn't bring herself to have the conversation.

He had seen her NAKED. Yes, first she had been behind his car, and then inside his jacket, but Nancy thought there was a very good chance he'd see far more of her than she would have liked. Your relationship with a person permanently changes when they've seen your boobs.

Finally, Nancy decided to just get it over with. She knew where Steve worked, and if she was lucky, he wouldn't be on shift. She would simply hand it over to a staff member and ask them to give it to him.

Pulling on her coat and a pair of boots, Nancy set off, walking briskly in the chill autumn air.

It was all well and good wearing clothes again, but she still felt like she was missing something.

Whatever Robin had done to her, it had stopped the growth of body hair. Even though she could feel her underwear hugging her buttocks, Nancy still felt strangely bare down there. Despite being protected by a jumper and a coat, her arms still felt cold.

xxx

Nancy pushed open to door to the video store and gulped. Stood behind the desk was the last person in the world Nancy wished to see: Robin Buckley. She would even have taken the lingering stares of Dustin Henderson over the evil grin Robin was cracking at her.

"Hi, Nancy!" Robin beamed. "How are you today?"

"H-hey, Robin."

The brunette felt her mouth becoming dry and heat rising up her cheeks.

"I-I was hoping to return this jacket to Steve. Could I leave it here for him?"

"How come you've got Steve's jacket?" Robin asked, feigning innocence.

"You know why..." Nancy mumbled. She knew that Steve would definitely have blabbed about their encounter.

"I mean why did you ask Steve for his jacket? You're a nudist aren't you? Besides, it's surely nothing he hasn't seen before?"

"We never...errm...you know..."

Robin continued to look confused. Was she seriously going to make Nancy say it out loud?!

"We never had sex. And I'm not a nudist!"

Nancy's ears were so hot she didn't know how they hadn't set on fire.

"Now don't lie to me, Nance."

"I'm not lying!" Nancy said defensively. "I liked Steve, but I never wanted to get...nude...in front of him-"

"Oh, I have no trouble believing you were a frigid nerd," Robin interrupted. "I meant the other part. About you not being one of those freaks who takes their clothes off for kicks?"

Nancy was about to protest further, but one glance at Robin's face and she changed her mind.

"Fine. I...I am a nudist."

"A bit louder?" Robin teased.

"I am a nudist!"

A few customers turned around at her announcement, and Nancy was positive that she heard one or two giggles.

"See? That wasn't so hard. Why don't you come and wait in the staff room, Steve should be here soon."

"No! I don't want to-"

But Robin had already grabbed her wrist and was gently guiding her through a door marked STAFF ONLY.

xxx

Robin could hardly believe how easy it was to bend Nancy to her will and to make her say whatever she wanted. Getting all of Hawkins to think prissy Wheeler was an exhibitionist was hilarious!

Nancy handed over her coat and jumper and perched herself on the leather sofa. As she fidgeted with her clothes, Nancy failed to notice Robin watching her tugging on her skirt and rubbing her arms.

Robin was pleased to see that her victim was still hairless. Her pale, slender limbs were smooth and Nancy shivered, but having fearfully submitted to Robin, didn't ask for her additional layers.

"What's it like down there?" Robin asked. "Being bald?"

"D-down there?" Nancy squeaked, turning pink.

Robin stared pointedly at the space between Nancy's legs, where she knew the nerd would be feeling exposed, even under her clothes.

"It's...it's..." It was awful, uncomfortable and felt downright sluty, but could Nancy really say that in front of Robin? Once again, Nancy was at her mercy. Better to play along and do as Robin wished.

"It's...liberating..." Nancy stammered, but seeing Robin's expression, continued to blabber until it was satisfied. "When I've been out streaking I've felt less embarrassed now I don't have a...bush..."

"It's so good to hear you're embracing your fetish!" Robin smiled. "Even if it is freakish and wrong."

Nancy silently told herself that she WASN'T a freak, but gulped when she remembered her brother's face when she had appeared half-naked in the doorway. Nancy had never seen him look at her like that before.

With Nancy preoccupied with self-doubt and embarrassment, Robin returned to her post, grateful for this surprise opportunity to further mortify Nancy.