Epilogue

“There you go, girls, have fun!” Rebecca and Lana were back at our office. They flanked a naked, disheveled, and still rainbow-colored Jazmine. The poor girl was looking quite nervous, her shoulders were slumped and she was biting her lip.

“I hope you remember how I like my pancakes, Jazzy, because Remi and I are quite picky. If our new maid isn’t up to our standards, we won’t give her any clothes for our shopping trips and other outdoor activities. Trust me, you don’t want to be a naked ball girl in ranked a tennis match.”

“Oh, and you’ll love it in the channel. Did you hear how I got a new show about naked interviews thanks to someone? Well, we need a naked scout. You know, someone that goes first to see if a location is safe people are willing to answer questions to a naked girl, that will be your new job! The first places you’ll are the ski resort, the old Cathedral and our old college!”

Flanked by her new masters, the naked Jazmine got up and began walking behind them, her expression looking as if she was currently sucking on the world´s sourest lemon. I could not wait until they take her out of my sight. She was leaving glitter all over my clean-ish carpet.

“Hmm, isn’t it a bit much?” Annie naively asked.

“Well, she got what she deserved,” I said, sitting down to count the payment for the job. “She is honestly lucky she is not going to the slammer for all that stuff she pulled.”

“I dunno boss. Something doesn’t feel right. What if she decides to come back for vengeance?”

“And do what? Tickle us to ****? She can longer hypnotize us, remember?”

“But what if she left some sort of keyword on our subconscious to make us do something embarrassing in case something went wrong with her plan?”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Besides, what could be the trigger word? Detective? Voodoo? Case closed?” Hmm, that felt weird.

“You know what? I just got the urge to donate my clothes to charity,” Annie said, taking off her shirt and folding it neatly. Next came her bra. It´s not like her little breasts needed much support, but they still seemed happy to be free to bounce around a bit.

“Yeah, me too,” I added, kicking off my shoes and peeling down my pants. “Also I kind of want to go to the train station and buy the most expensive ticket I can find.”

“Yeah, I also got the urge to take a naked trip. Will you bring anything?”

“Nope. No luggage, no cash, no nothing!”

“Great!” See you at the train station after donating our clothes, then?” Annie replied, now completely naked and carrying her clothes in her arms.

“Of course, see you there!” I replied, taking barefoot steps outside the office, my wardrobe in my hands. It felt good to win. Another case closed indeed.