What's next?

The delivery man leaves

Vanessa quickly covered her front with her arms, but it was pretty obvious the delivery man had seen her wet nightie show in full effect.

"Uh, keep the bottle, I have a lot of packages to deliver. Good luck", the man said awkwardly and quickly sped off in his van.

Vanessa tried to pull the wet fabric away from her breasts, but it was in vain. "I don't want to be seen like this when the locksmith arrives!", she muttered to herself.

She remembered the wet laundry she had left at the back porch. The only set of dry clothes she had was the lingerie inside the parcel. Maybe she should at least put on a bra before the locksmith arrives?