the fire escape

Amy looked around, **** for a new plan. Suddenly she realized -- there's a fire escape from her bathroom window down the street below!

She ran around the side of the house that had her bathroom window. There it was, the fire escape. However, the bottom of it was about eight feet off the ground. She would need to jump up in order to grab the bottom of it and pull it down to her.

She stood there, completely naked, no shoes, and tried jumping to grab it, but also holding her boobs down and trying to be the least bit modest. After a few complete failures at jumping, she figured she needed her full body strength and her arms in the air to have any chance at this.

She planted herself firmly on the ground. She reached her arms in the air. She bent down, leaped up, and -- not this time.

She tried again, and her fingers just barely touched the bottom bar. "I am so close!"

She tried one more time -- and she did it! She grabbed the bar, pulled the ladder, and down it came. She quickly climbed it, found her bathroom mirror, and tapped on the glass. She shouted, "Jason! I'm out here! I need help!" She tapped again, then fully banged on the glass. After a moment, the window slid open, and there was Jason.

"Oh, hey Amy! What are you doing out there?"

"I'm stuck outside! I have no keys, and more importantly, no clothes! Please let me in!"

"Wow, that's quite a spot you're in. Um ... I'm just finishing here, so can I come downstairs and let you in the front door?"

"Why not this window?"

"It's a safety window. I can't open it any further."

Amy sighed. "Um, okay -- the front door, then. Thank you!" She climbed back down the fire escape, and waited at the bottom, hoping to see Jason emerge shortly.