Janet's house

"Uh... Where are we?" Yisel asked. They were parked at a two story bungalow. Yisel didn't know the area super well but she knew they had travelled in the opposite direction to her home.

"Oh, sorry for not explaining. This is my house."

"Why? I thought you would take me home?"

"I will darling, don't you worry!" Janet said, patting her on the shoulder. "I just thought it'd be better if I gave you an opportunity to shower, cover up, and then send you home so you're not walking home sweaty and completely naked. What would your neighbors think?"

Yisel nodded, accepting the logic. "I suppose..."

Janet got out. "Alright, follow me inside. There's a hot bath with your name on it!"

Yisel opened the door and left her seat as well, though it became obvious how much she'd been sweating. She practically had to tear her naked ass from the seat.

"By the way, honey, if you don't mind me asking..." Janet's voice trailed off.

"What is it?"

"I'm curious where you're from."

"Colombia," Yisel answered.

"Colombia," Janet said. "I've never met anyone from there. But if you're any indication to go by, they must have the most beautiful women in the world!"

Yisel blushed. "Thank you." She now had to decide whether she was going to trust this woman, or hike back home. Completely bare.